Treasure Island

John Clare

(13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864 / Northamptonshire / England)

Quotations

  • ''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 join the living with the dead
    Then trace thy footsteps on with me
    We're wed to one eternity''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. An Invite to Eternity (l. 25-32). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
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  • ''Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air;
    Whoever looks round sees Eternity there.''
    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: Marlowe to Marvell; Vol. III: Milton to Goldsmith; Vol. IV: Blake to Poe; Vol. V: Tennyson to Yeats. W. H. Auden and Norman Holmes Pearson, eds. (1950) The Viking Press.
  • ''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.''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 9-12). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''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.''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''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 and kicked by boys and men,
    Then starts and grins and drives the crowd agen;
    Till kicked and torn and beaten out he lies
    And leaves his hold and cackles, groans, and dies.''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Badger (l. 33-40). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''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 time o' day.''
    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 Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''Are flowers the winter's choice?
    Is love's bed always snow?''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. First Love (l. 17-18). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''I never saw so sweet a face
    As that I stood before:
    My heart has left its dwelling-place
    And can return no more.''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. First Love (l. 21-24). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''Hesperus thy twinkling ray
    Beams in the blue of heaven
    And tells the traveller on his way
    That earth shall be forgiven''
    John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Hesperus (l. 13-16). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''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 The grass below, above, the vaulted sky.''
    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. 1848). Closing lines, written at Northampton Asylum.

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The Thrush's Nest

Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush
That overhung a molehill large and round,
I heard from morn to morn a merry thrush
Sing hymns to sunrise, and I drank the sound
With joy; and often, an intruding guest,
I watched her secret toil from day to day -
How true she warped the moss to form a nest,
And modelled it within with wood and clay;
And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew,

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