The Cross Roads; Or, The Haymaker’s Story (John Clare Poems)
Stopt by the storm, that long in sullen blackFrom the south-west stained its encroaching track,Haymakers, hustling from the rain to ...
John Clare Poems on Mind (23 Poems)
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 ...
The Shepherds Calendar – February – A Thaw (John Clare Poems)
The snow is gone from cottage topsThe thatch moss glows in brighter greenAnd eves in quick succession dropsWhere grinning ides ...
The Vanities Of Life (John Clare Poems)
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.--_Solomon_What are life's joys and gains? What pleasures crowd its ways,That man should take such pains To ...
The Cottager (John Clare Poems)
True as the church clock hand the hour pursuesHe plods about his toils and reads the news,And at the blacksmith's ...
Decay (John Clare Poems)
O Poesy is on the wane, For Fancy's visions all unfitting;I hardly know her face again, Nature herself seems on the flitting.The ...
Farewell And Defiance To Love (John Clare Poems)
Love and thy vain employs, awayFrom this too oft deluded breast!No longer will I court thy stay,To be my bosom's ...
Distant Hills (John Clare Poems)
What is there in those distant hills My fancy longs to see,That many a mood of joy instils? Say what can fancy ...
Love (John Clare Poems)
Love, though it is not chill and cold, But burning like eternal fire,Is yet not of approaches bold, Which gay dramatic tastes ...
The Wood-Cutter’s Night Song (John Clare Poems)
Welcome, red and roundy sun, Dropping lowly in the west;Now my hard day's work is done, I'm as happy as the best.Joyful ...
Love Cannot Die (John Clare Poems)
In crime and enmity they lieWho sin and tell us love can die,Who say to us in slander's breathThat love ...
Patty of the Vale (John Clare Poems)
"A weedling child on lonely leaMy evening rambles chanced to see;And much the weedling tempted meTo crop its tender flower;Exposed ...
Written in Northampton County Asylum (John Clare Poems)
I am! yet what I am who cares, or knows? My friends forsake me like a memory lost.I am the self-consumer ...
Sudden Shower (John Clare Poems)
Black grows the southern sky, betokening rain, And humming hive-bees homeward hurry bye:They feel the change; so let us shun the ...
Earth’s Eternity (John Clare Poems)
Man, Earth's poor shadow! talks of Earth's decay: But hath it nothing of eternal kin?No majesty that shall not pass away? No ...
House Or Window Flies (John Clare Poems)
These little window dwellers, in cottages and halls, were alwaysentertaining to me; after dancing in the window all day from ...
Song #4 (John Clare Poems)
I wish I was where I would be, With love alone to dwell,Was I but her or she but me, Then love ...
The Shepherd’s Tree (John Clare Poems)
Huge elm, with rifted trunk all notched and scarred, Like to a warrior's destiny! I love To stretch me often ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Love Lives Beyond The Tomb (John Clare Poem)
Love lives beyond the tomb, And earth, which fades like dew! I love the fond, The faithful, and the true. ...
Autumn Birds (John Clare Poem)
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
What Is Life? (John Clare Poem)
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...