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The land of shadows wilt thou trace
And look nor know each other's face
The present mixed with reasons gone
And past and present all as one
Say maiden can thy life be led
To j...
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. An Invite to Eternity (l. 25-32). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode...
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''Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air;
Whoever looks round sees Eternity there.''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Autumn (l. 11-12). . .
Poets of the English Language, Vols. I-V. Vol. I: Langland to Spenser; Vol. II: Marlo...
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''I loved, but woman fell away;
I hid me from her faded fame.
I snatched the sun's eternal ray
And wrote till earth was but a name.''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 9-12). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Holl...
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''I lost the love of heaven above,
I spurned the lust of earth below,
I felt the sweets of fancied love,
And hell itself my only foe.''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 1-4). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Holla...
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He turns agen and drives the noisy crowd
And beats the dogs in noises loud.
He drives away and beats them every one,
And then they loose them all and set them on.
He falls as dead ...
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Badger (l. 33-40). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Holla...
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In the cowslips peeps I lie,
Hidden from the buzzing fly,
While green grass beneath me lies,
Pearled wi' dew like fishes' eyes,
Here I lye, a clock-a-clay,
Waiting for the tim...
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Clock-a-Clay (l. 1-6). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John H...
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''Are flowers the winter's choice?
Is love's bed always snow?''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. First Love (l. 17-18). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1...
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''I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before:
My heart has left its dwelling-place
And can return no more.''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. First Love (l. 21-24). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1...
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''Hesperus thy twinkling ray
Beams in the blue of heaven
And tells the traveller on his way
That earth shall be forgiven''
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Hesperus (l. 13-16). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hol...
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I long for scenes where man has never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator God And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie...
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John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. repr. In The Poems of John Clare, ed. J.W. Tibble (1935). "I Am," (1844-1846), first publ. Bedford Times (Jan. 1...
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