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John Clare
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- 132 approved public poems
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The cataract, whirling down the precipice
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"The Lass With The Delicate Air"
by John Clare
"Timid and smiling, beautiful and shy," — John Clare, ""The Lass With The Delicate Air""
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A World for Love
by John Clare
"Oh, the world is all too rude for thee, with much ado and care;" — John Clare, "A World for Love"
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Approaching Night
by John Clare
"O take this world away from me;" — John Clare, "Approaching Night"
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Autumn
by John Clare
"Syren of sullen moods and fading hues," — John Clare, "Autumn"
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Badger
by John Clare
"When midnight comes a host of dogs and men" — John Clare, "Badger"
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Ballad
by John Clare
"A faithless shepherd courted me," — John Clare, "Ballad"
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Bantry Bay
by John Clare
"On the eighteenth of October we lay in Bantry Bay," — John Clare, "Bantry Bay"
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Birds in Alarm
by John Clare
"The firetail tells the boys when nests are nigh" — John Clare, "Birds in Alarm"
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Bonny Lassie O!
by John Clare
"O the evening's for the fair, bonny lassie O!" — John Clare, "Bonny Lassie O!"
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Bonny Mary O!
by John Clare
" The morning opens fine, bonny Mary O!" — John Clare, "Bonny Mary O!"
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Braggart
by John Clare
"With careful step to keep his balance up" — John Clare, "Braggart"
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Clock-a-Clay
by John Clare
"In the cowslip pips I lie," — John Clare, "Clock-a-Clay"
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Country Letter
by John Clare
"Dear brother robin this comes from us all" — John Clare, "Country Letter"
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Death
by John Clare
"The winds and waters are in his command," — John Clare, "Death"
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Decay
by John Clare
"O Poesy is on the wane," — John Clare, "Decay"
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Dewdrops
by John Clare
"The dewdrops on every blade of grass are so much like silver drops" — John Clare, "Dewdrops"
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Distant Hills
by John Clare
"What is there in those distant hills" — John Clare, "Distant Hills"
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Dyke Side
by John Clare
"The frog croaks loud, and maidens dare not pass" — John Clare, "Dyke Side"
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Early Nightingale
by John Clare
"When first we hear the shy-come nightingales," — John Clare, "Early Nightingale"
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Early Spring
by John Clare
"The Spring is come, and Spring flowers coming too," — John Clare, "Early Spring"
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Earth's Eternity
by John Clare
"Man, Earth's poor shadow! talks of Earth's decay:" — John Clare, "Earth's Eternity"
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Emmonsail's Heath in Winter
by John Clare
"I love to see the old heath's withered brake" — John Clare, "Emmonsail's Heath in Winter"
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Evening Primrose
by John Clare
"When once the sun sinks in the west," — John Clare, "Evening Primrose"
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Farewell
by John Clare
"Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river" — John Clare, "Farewell"
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Farewell and Defiance to Love
by John Clare
"Love and thy vain employs, away" — John Clare, "Farewell and Defiance to Love"
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Farm Breakfast
by John Clare
"Maids shout to breakfast in a merry strife," — John Clare, "Farm Breakfast"
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Farmer's Boy
by John Clare
"He waits all day beside his little flock" — John Clare, "Farmer's Boy"
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Field Path
by John Clare
"The beams in blossom with their spots of jet" — John Clare, "Field Path"
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First Love
by John Clare
"I ne'er was struck before that hour" — John Clare, "First Love"
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Firwood
by John Clare
"The fir trees taper into twigs and wear" — John Clare, "Firwood"
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Fragment
by John Clare
"The cataract, whirling down the precipice," — John Clare, "Fragment"
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From "A Rhapsody"
by John Clare
"Sweet solitude, what joy to be alone--" — John Clare, "From "A Rhapsody""
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From "January"
by John Clare
" Supper removed, the mother sits," — John Clare, "From "January""
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From "The Parish: A Satire"
by John Clare
"In politics and politicians' lies" — John Clare, "From "The Parish: A Satire""
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Gipsies
by John Clare
"The snow falls deep; the forest lies alone;" — John Clare, "Gipsies"
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Grasshoppers
by John Clare
"Grasshoppers go in many a thumming spring" — John Clare, "Grasshoppers"
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Graves of Infants
by John Clare
" Infant' graves are steps of angels, where" — John Clare, "Graves of Infants"
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Hodge
by John Clare
"He plays with other boys when work is done," — John Clare, "Hodge"
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House or Window Flies
by John Clare
"These little window dwellers, in cottages and halls, were always" — John Clare, "House or Window Flies"
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I Am
by John Clare
"I AM: yet what I am none cares or knows," — John Clare, "I Am"
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I Dreamt of Robin
by John Clare
"I opened the casement this morn at starlight," — John Clare, "I Dreamt of Robin"
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Idle Fame
by John Clare
"I would not wish the burning blaze" — John Clare, "Idle Fame"
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Impromptu
by John Clare
""Where art thou wandering, little child?"" — John Clare, "Impromptu"
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In Hilly-Wood
by John Clare
"How sweet to be thus nestling deep in boughs," — John Clare, "In Hilly-Wood"
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Insects
by John Clare
"These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard," — John Clare, "Insects"
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Invitation to Eternity
by John Clare
"Say, wilt thou go with me, sweet maid," — John Clare, "Invitation to Eternity"
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Letter in Verse
by John Clare
"Like boys that run behind the loaded wain" — John Clare, "Letter in Verse"
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Little Trotty Wagtail
by John Clare
"Little trotty wagtail he went in the rain," — John Clare, "Little Trotty Wagtail"
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Love
by John Clare
"Love, though it is not chill and cold," — John Clare, "Love"
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Love Cannot Die
by John Clare
"In crime and enmity they lie" — John Clare, "Love Cannot Die"
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Love Lives Beyond the Tomb
by John Clare
" Love lives beyond" — John Clare, "Love Lives Beyond the Tomb"
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Love and Solitude
by John Clare
"I hate the very noise of troublous man" — John Clare, "Love and Solitude"
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Market Day
by John Clare
"With arms and legs at work and gentle stroke" — John Clare, "Market Day"
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Mary Bateman
by John Clare
"My love she wears a cotton plaid," — John Clare, "Mary Bateman"
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Mary Bayfield
by John Clare
"How beautiful the summer night" — John Clare, "Mary Bayfield"
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Meet Me in the Green Glen
by John Clare
"Love, meet me in the green glen," — John Clare, "Meet Me in the Green Glen"
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Merry Maid
by John Clare
"Bonny and stout and brown, without a hat," — John Clare, "Merry Maid"
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Nature's Hymn to the Deity
by John Clare
"All nature owns with one accord" — John Clare, "Nature's Hymn to the Deity"
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Nightwind
by John Clare
"Darkness like midnight from the sobbing woods" — John Clare, "Nightwind"
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Nobody Cometh to Woo
by John Clare
"On Martinmas eve the dogs did bark," — John Clare, "Nobody Cometh to Woo"
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November
by John Clare
"The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;" — John Clare, "November"
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Now is Past
by John Clare
"Now_ is past--the happynow" — John Clare, "Now is Past"
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Peggy
by John Clare
"Peggy said good morning and I said good bye," — John Clare, "Peggy"
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Peggy's the Lady of the Hall
by John Clare
"And will she leave the lowly clowns" — John Clare, "Peggy's the Lady of the Hall"
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Pleasures of Fancy
by John Clare
"A path, old tree, goes by thee crooking on," — John Clare, "Pleasures of Fancy"
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Ploughman Singing
by John Clare
"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met" — John Clare, "Ploughman Singing"
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Quail's Nest
by John Clare
"I wandered out one rainy day" — John Clare, "Quail's Nest"
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Remembrances
by John Clare
"Summer's pleasures they are gone like to visions every one," — John Clare, "Remembrances"
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Rural Morning
by John Clare
"Soon as the twilight through the distant mist" — John Clare, "Rural Morning"
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Scandal
by John Clare
"She hastens out and scarcely pins her clothes" — John Clare, "Scandal"
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Secret Love
by John Clare
"I hid my love when young till I" — John Clare, "Secret Love"
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Signs of Winter
by John Clare
"The cat runs races with her tail. The dog" — John Clare, "Signs of Winter"
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Snow Storm
by John Clare
"What a night! The wind howls, hisses, and but stops" — John Clare, "Snow Storm"
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Song
by John Clare
"Mary, leave thy lowly cot" — John Clare, "Song"
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Song's Eternity
by John Clare
"What is song's eternity?" — John Clare, "Song's Eternity"
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Spear Thistle
by John Clare
"Where the broad sheepwalk bare and brown" — John Clare, "Spear Thistle"
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Sport in the Meadows
by John Clare
"Maytime is to the meadows coming in," — John Clare, "Sport in the Meadows"
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Spring's Messengers
by John Clare
"Where slanting banks are always with the sun" — John Clare, "Spring's Messengers"
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Stonepit
by John Clare
"The passing traveller with wonder sees" — John Clare, "Stonepit"
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Sudden Shower
by John Clare
"Black grows the southern sky, betokening rain," — John Clare, "Sudden Shower"
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