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JOHN CLARE
English poet
(1793 - 1864)

The hazel-blooms, in threads of crimson hue,
  Peep through the swelling buds, foretelling Spring,
    Ere yet a white-thorn leaf appears in view,
      Or March finds throstles pleased enough to sing.
      - [March]

The vaulted void of purple sky
  That everywhere extends,
    That stretches from the dazzled eye,
      In space that never ends;
        A morning whose uprisen sun
          No setting e'er shall see;
            A day that comes without a noon
              Such is eternity.
      - [Eternity]

When badgers fight and everyone's a foe.
      - Badger [Badgers]

Loud is the summer's busy song
  The smallest breeze can find a tongue,
    While insects of each tiny size
      Grow teasing with their melodies,
        Till noon burns with its blistering breath
          Around, and day lies still as death.
      - July [July]

Now musing o'er the changing scene
  Farmers behind the tavern screen
    Collect; with elbows idly press'd
      On hob, reclines the corner's guest,
        Reading the news to mark again
          The bankrupt lists or price of grain.
            Puffing the while his red-tipt pipe
              He dreams o'er troubles nearly ripe,
                Yet, winter's leisure to regale,
                  Hopes better times, and sips his ale.
      - Shepherd's Calendar [Inns]

Old noted oak! I saw thee in a mood
  Of vague indifference; and yet with me
    Thy memory, like thy fate, hath lingering stood
      For years, thou hermit, in the lonely sea
        Of grass that waves around thee!
      - The Rural Muse--Burthorp Oak [Oak]

Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn
  Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May
    New blooming blossoms 'neath the sun are born,
      And all poor April's charms are swept away.
      - The Village Minstrel and Other Poems--The Last of April
        [April]

Tasteful illumination of the night,
  Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
      - To the Glowworm [Glowworms]

Last Revised: 2007 January 1
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