The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
I mind the river from Mount Frome To Ballanshantie's Bridge,The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo, Lowe's Peak, and Granite Ridge.The "tailers" in the ...
O dwellers in the stately towns,What come ye out to see?This common earth, this common sky,This water flowing free?As gayly ...
THROUGH heat and cold, and shower and sun,Still onward cheerly driving!There's life alone in duty done,And rest alone in striving.But ...
ALONE in the forest, Sir Lancelot rodeO'er the neck of his courser the reins lightly flowedAnd beside hung his helmet, ...
Come back to your mother, ye children, for shame,Who have wandered like truants for riches or fame!With a smile on ...
Lucinda! Lucinda! why all this abstraction? May astronomy hold no communion with mirth? Stars-comets-eclipses have these such attraction To steal you from our ...
Lawzy! don't I rickollect That-'air old swing in the lane!Right and proper, I expect, Old times _can't_ come back again;But I want ...
What joy you take in making hotness hotter, In emphasizing dullness with your buzz, Making monotony more monotonous! When Summer comes, and drouth ...
AH, here it is! the sliding railThat marks the old remembered spot,--The gap that struck our school-boy trail,--The crooked path ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
"WHEN the lessons and tasks are all ended, And the school for the day is dismissed, The little ones ...
The seas were left behind;in a harbour of Logreslightly I came to landunder a roaring windStrained were the golden sails, ...
Season of sighs perfumed, and maiden flowers,Young Beauty's birthday, cradled in delightAnd kept by muses in the blushing bowersWhere snow-drops ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
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