About John Clare
1793 - 1864/EnglishJohn Clare was an English poet, born the son of a farm labourer who came to be known for his representations of the English countryside. His poetry underwent a major re-evaluation in the late 20th century and he is often now considered to be among the mos
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Poetry & Stories
May
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsy
Love Lives Beyond The Tomb
Love lives beyond the tomb,And earth, which fades like dew!
Evening Primrose
When once the sun sinks in the west,And dewdrops pearl the evening’s breast;
Clock-O’-Clay
In the cowslip pips I lie,Hidden from the buzzing fly,
Summer Images
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
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Who is John Clare?
1793 - 1864/EnglishJohn Clare was an English poet, born the son of a farm labourer who came to be known for his representations of the English countryside.
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Poems & Stories by John Clare
May
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsy
Love Lives Beyond The Tomb
Love lives beyond the tomb,And earth, which fades like dew!
Evening Primrose
When once the sun sinks in the west,And dewdrops pearl the evening’s breast;
Clock-O’-Clay
In the cowslip pips I lie,Hidden from the buzzing fly,
Summer Images
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
The Flood
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely moodI’ve seen the winter floods their gambols play
To A Fallen Elm
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney topThe sweetest anthem autumn ever made
The Nightingale’s Nest
Up this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove,And list the nightingale—she dwells just here.
Evening
’Tis evening; the black snail has got on his track,And gone to its nest is the wren,
The Landrail
How sweet and pleasant grows the wayThrough summer time again
The Cuckoo
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight,With narrow pointed wings
Badger
When midnight comes a host of dogs and menGo out and track the badger to his den,
Selected Quotes by John Clare (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsy
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight,With narrow pointed wings
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney topThe sweetest anthem autumn ever made
When once the sun sinks in the west,And dewdrops pearl the evening’s breast;
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
Up this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove,And list the nightingale—she dwells just here.
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