WebUp this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove, And list the nightingale – she dwells just here. Hush! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear. The noise might drive her from her home of love; For here I’ve heard her many a merry year –. At morn, at eve, nay, all the live-long day, As though she lived on song. WebJohn Clare CEO LionsDen and pharmaceutical/medical communications specialist London, England, United Kingdom 1K followers 500+ …
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Web[POEM] The Secret by John Clare (1793-1864) Close. Vote. Posted by 5 minutes ago [POEM] The Secret by John Clare (1793-1864) I loved thee, though I told thee not, … WebJohn Clare I hid my love in field and town Till een the breeze would knock me down, The bees seemed singing ballads oer, The fly's bass turned a lion's roar; And even silence found a tongue, To haunt me all the summer long; The riddle nature could not prove Was nothing else but secret love. John Clare the roxyettes
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WebJohn Clare, the son of a casual labourer, was born in Helpstone, Northamptonshire. His twin sister died a few weeks after their birth and he was brought up in poverty, only attending school very occasionally because his father couldn’t keep up with the modest fees. Clare supported the family from a young age by working as a labourer in the fields. Web«El secreto»: John Clare; poema y análisis. El secreto (The Secret) es un poema de amor del escritor inglés John Clare (1793-1864), publicado en la antología de 1841: Primer … WebJohn Clare. The Secret. Home > John Clare > The Secret + - Next Poem . I loved thee, though I told thee not, Right earlily and long, Thou wert my joy in every spot, My theme in … tracy-ann oberman measurements