The Flitting (John Clare Poems)
I've left my own old home of homes, Green fields and every pleasant place;The summer like a stranger comes, I pause and ...
John Clare Poems on Fame (6 Poems)
To John Milton (John Clare Poems)
_"From his honoured friend, William Davenant"_Poet of mighty power, I fainWould court the muse that honoured thee,And, like Elisha's spirit, ...
The Frightened Ploughman (John Clare Poems)
I went in the fields with the leisure I got,The stranger might smile but I heeded him not,The hovel was ...
To Napoleon (John Clare Poems)
The heroes of the present and the past Were puny, vague, and nothingness to thee:Thou didst a span grasp mighty to ...
A vision (John Clare Poems)
I lost the love of heaven above,I spurned the lust of earth below,I felt the sweets of fancied loveAnd hell ...
Idle Fame (John Clare Poems)
I would not wish the burning blaze Of fame around a restless world,The thunder and the storm of praise In crowded tumults ...