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John Clare
I long for...
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
. . . There to abide with my Creator, God.
Untroubling and untroubled...
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below - above the vaulted sky.
The present is...
The present is the funeral of the past,
And man the living sepulchre of life.
If life had...
If life had a second edition, how I would correct the proofs.
Source: Letter to a...
Still, I have...
Still, I have been no one's enemy but my own. My easy nature, either in drinking or anything else, was always ready to...
I long for...
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
. . . There to abide with my Creator, God.
Untroubling and untroubled...
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below - above the vaulted sky.
The present is...
The present is the funeral of the past,
And man the living sepulchre of life.
If life had...
If life had a second edition, how I would correct the proofs.
Source: Letter to a...
Still, I have...
Still, I have been no one's enemy but my own. My easy nature, either in drinking or anything else, was always ready to...