The Shepherds Calendar – January- Winters Day (John Clare Poems)
Withering and keen the winter comesWhile comfort flyes to close shut roomsAnd sees the snow in feathers passWinnowing by the ...
Withering and keen the winter comesWhile comfort flyes to close shut roomsAnd sees the snow in feathers passWinnowing by the ...
II MAKE not my division of the hours By dials, clocks, or waking birds' acclaim, Nor measure seasons by the reigning flowers, The ...
Pallas, observing Stella's witWas more than for her sex was fit,And that her beauty, soon or late,Might breed confusion in ...
O sweet Queen-city of the golden South,Piercing the evening with thy star-lit spires,Thou wert a witness when I kissed the ...
O sweet Queen-city of the golden South,Piercing the evening with thy star-lit spires,Thou wert a witness when I kissed the ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
My chaise the village Inn did gain, Just as the setting sun's last ray Tipt with refulgent gold the vane ...
YOUTHFUL Queen of sportive pleasures,Wake thy lute to airy measures;Tripping o'er the gayest green,Deck'd with roses, thou art seen,And every ...
IN Life's first dawn, ere Reason's rayRising sheds the promis'd day,Gay Novelty officious flies,With mantle dipt in heav'nly dies;Trifles than ...
LUKE ii. 7. WHO is this Babe, in poverty array'dWeeping and cold, within the manger laid?While o'er the stable's roof ...
Let India boast her spicy trees, whose fruit and gorgeous bloom Give, to each faint and languid breez, its rich ...
INFANT daughter of the Spring,The first thy simple gifts to bring;Thy modest flow'rs erect their heads,Her form the pale-eyed primrose ...
THEY nearly strike me dumb, And I tremble when they come Pit-a-pat: This palpitation means That these Boots are Geraldine's ...
SWEET Sympathy! thou fair, celestial maid, Thou precious, soft, indefinable tie, Source of the pitying drop that dims ...
Thy various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp by thee! Thy wond'rous acts ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
VEnemous toung tipt with vile adders sting, Of that selfe kynd with which the Furies tell theyr snaky heads doe ...
Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev'ry thing did seem to paint The Scene ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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