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 ...
Stopt by the storm, that long in sullen blackFrom the south-west stained its encroaching track,Haymakers, hustling from the rain to ...
Supper removed, the mother sits,And tells her tales by starts and fits.Not willing to lose time or toil,She knits or ...
Gay was the Maid of OcramAs lady eer might beEre she did venture past a maidTo love Lord Gregory.Fair was ...
The rolls and harrows lie at rest beside The battered road; and spreading far and wide Above the russet clods, the corn ...
O the evening's for the fair, bonny lassie O!To meet the cooler air and walk an angel there, With the dark ...
Like boys that run behind the loaded wainFor the mere joy of riding back again,When summer from the meadow carts ...
The thistledown's flying, though the winds are all still,On the green grass now lying, now mounting the hill,The spring from ...
He plays with other boys when work is done,But feels too clumsy and too stiff to run,Yet where there's mischief ...
Mary, leave thy lowly cotWhen thy thickest jobs are done;When thy friends will miss thee not,Mary, to the pastures run.Where ...
These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard, And happy units of a numerous herd Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings, ...
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
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