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Young Lambs

Young Lambs

The spring is coming by a many signs;
The trays are up, the hedges broken down,
That fenced the haystack, and the remnant shines
Like some old antique fragment weathered brown.
And where suns peep, in every sheltered place,
The little early buttercups unfold
A glittering star or two--till many trace
The edges of the blackthorn clumps in gold.
And then a little lamb bolts up behind
The hill and wags his tail to meet the yoe,
And then another, sheltered from the wind,
Lies all his length as dead--and lets me go
Close bye and never stirs but baking lies,
With legs stretched out as though he could not rise.
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Wood Rides

Wood Rides

Who hath not felt the influence that so calms
The weary mind in summers sultry hours
When wandering thickest woods beneath the arms
Of ancient oaks and brushing nameless flowers
That verge the little ride who hath not made
A minutes waste of time and sat him down
Upon a pleasant swell to gaze awhile
On crowding ferns bluebells and hazel leaves
And showers of lady smocks so called by toil
When boys sprote gathering sit on stulps and weave
Garlands while barkmen pill the fallen tree

-Then mid the green variety to start
Who hath (not) met that mood from turmoil free
And felt a placid joy refreshed at heart
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Wild Bees

Wild Bees

These children of the sun which summer brings
As pastoral minstrels in her merry train
Pipe rustic ballads upon busy wings
And glad the cotters' quiet toils again.
The white-nosed bee that bores its little hole
In mortared walls and pipes its symphonies,
And never absent couzen, black as coal,
That Indian-like bepaints its little thighs,
With white and red bedight for holiday,
Right earlily a-morn do pipe and play
And with their legs stroke slumber from their eyes.
And aye so fond they of their singing seem
That in their holes abed at close of day
They still keep piping in their honey dreams,
And larger ones that thrum on ruder pipe
Round the sweet smelling closen and rich woods
Where tawny white and red flush clover buds
Shine bonnily and bean fields blossom ripe,
Shed dainty perfumes and give honey food
To these sweet poets of the summer fields;
Me much delighting as I stroll along
The narrow path that hay laid meadow yields,
Catching the windings of their wandering song.
The black and yellow bumble first on wing
To buzz among the sallow's early flowers,
Hiding its nest in holes from fickle spring
Who stints his rambles with her frequent showers;
And one that may for wiser piper pass,
In livery dress half sables and half red,
Who laps a moss ball in the meadow grass
And hoards her stores when April showers have fled;
And russet commoner who knows the face
Of every blossom that the meadow brings,
Starting the traveller to a quicker pace
By threatening round his head in many rings:
These sweeten summer in their happy glee
By giving for her honey melody.
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What is Life?

What is Life?

And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run,
A mist retreating from the morning sun,
A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream.
Its length? A minute's pause, a moment's thought.
And Happiness? A bubble on the stream,
That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought.


And what is Hope? The puffing gale of morn,
That of its charms divests the dewy lawn,
And robs each flow'ret of its gem -and dies;
A cobweb, hiding disappointment's thorn,
Which stings more keenly through the thin disguise.


And what is Death? Is still the cause unfound?
That dark mysterious name of horrid sound?
A long and lingering sleep the weary crave.
And Peace? Where can its happiness abound?
Nowhere at all, save heaven and the grave.


Then what is Life? When stripped of its disguise,
A thing to be desired it cannot be;
Since everything that meets our foolish eyes
Gives proof sufficient of its vanity.
'Tis but a trial all must undergo,
To teach unthankful mortals how to prize
That happiness vain man's denied to know,
Until he's called to claim it in the skies.
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To Napoleon

To Napoleon

The heroes of the present and the past
Were puny, vague, and nothingness to thee:
Thou didst a span grasp mighty to the last,
And strain for glory when thy die was cast.
That little island, on the Atlantic sea,
Was but a dust-spot in a lake: thy mind
Swept space as shoreless as eternity.
Thy giant powers outstript this gaudy age
Of heroes; and, as looking at the sun,
So gazing on thy greatness, made men blind
To merits, that had adoration won
In olden times. The world was on thy page
Of victories but a comma. Fame could find
No parallel, thy greatness to presage.
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To Anna Three Years Old

To Anna Three Years Old

My Anna, summer laughs in mirth,
And we will of the party be,
And leave the crickets in the hearth
For green fields' merry minstrelsy.


I see thee now with little hand
Catch at each object passing bye,
The happiest thing in all the land
Except the bee and butterfly.


* * * * *


And limpid brook that leaps along,
Gilt with the summer's burnished gleam,
Will stop thy little tale or song
To gaze upon its crimping stream.


Thou'lt leave my hand with eager speed
The new discovered things to see--
The old pond with its water weed
And danger-daring willow tree,
Who leans an ancient invalid
Oer spots where deepest waters be.


In sudden shout and wild surprise
I hear thy simple wonderment,
As new things meet thy childish eyes
And wake some innocent intent;


As bird or bee or butterfly
Bounds through the crowd of merry leaves
And starts the rapture of thine eye
To run for what it neer achieves.


But thou art on the bed of pain,
So tells each poor forsaken toy.
Ah, could I see that happy hour
When these shall be thy heart's employ,
And see thee toddle oer the plain,
And stoop for flowers, and shout for joy.
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To John Milton

To John Milton

_'From his honoured friend, William Davenant'_

Poet of mighty power, I fain
Would court the muse that honoured thee,
And, like Elisha's spirit, gain
A part of thy intensity;
And share the mantle which she flung
Around thee, when thy lyre was strung.


Though faction's scorn at first did shun
With coldness thy inspired song,
Though clouds of malice passed thy sun,
They could not hide it long;
Its brightness soon exhaled away
Dank night, and gained eternal day.


The critics' wrath did darkly frown
Upon thy muse's mighty lay;
But blasts that break the blossom down
Do only stir the bay;
And thine shall flourish, green and long,
With the eternity of song.


Thy genius saw, in quiet mood,
Gilt fashion's follies pass thee by,
And, like the monarch of the wood,
Towered oer it to the sky,
Where thou couldst sing of other spheres,
And feel the fame of future years.


Though bitter sneers and stinging scorns
Did throng the muse's dangerous way,
Thy powers were past such little thorns,
They gave thee no dismay;
The scoffer's insult passed thee by,
Thou smild'st and mad'st him no reply.


Envy will gnaw its heart away
To see thy genius gather root;
And as its flowers their sweets display
Scorn's malice shall be mute;
Hornets that summer warmed to fly,
Shall at the death of summer die.


Though friendly praise hath but its hour.
And little praise with thee hath been;
The bay may lose its summer flower,
But still its leaves are green;
And thine, whose buds are on the shoot,
Shall only fade to change to fruit.


Fame lives not in the breath of words,



In public praises' hue and cry;
The music of these summer birds
Is silent in a winter sky,
When thine shall live and flourish on,
Oer wrecks where crowds of fames are gone.


The ivy shuns the city wall,
When busy clamorous crowds intrude,
And climbs the desolated hall
In silent solitude;
The time-worn arch, the fallen dome,
Are roots for its eternal home.


The bard his glory neer receives
Where summer's common flowers are seen,
But winter finds it when she leaves
The laurel only green;
And time from that eternal tree,
Shall weave a wreath to honour thee;


A sunny wreath for poets meet,
From Helicon's immortal soil,
Where sacred Time with pilgrim feet
Walks forth to worship, not to spoil,
A wreath which Fame creates and bears,
And deathless genius only heirs.


Nought but thy ashes shall expire;
Thy genius, at thy obsequies,
Shall kindle up its living fire
And light the muse's skies;
Ay, it shall rise, and shine, and be
A sun in song's posterity.
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The Wood-Cutter's Night Song

The Wood-Cutter's Night Song

Welcome, red and roundy sun,
Dropping lowly in the west;
Now my hard day's work is done,
I'm as happy as the best.


Joyful are the thoughts of home,
Now I'm ready for my chair,
So, till morrow-morning's come,
Bill and mittens, lie ye there!


Though to leave your pretty song,
Little birds, it gives me pain,
Yet to-morrow is not long,
Then I'm with you all again.


If I stop, and stand about,
Well I know how things will be,
Judy will be looking out
Every now-and-then for me.


So fare ye well! and hold your tongues,
Sing no more until I come;
They're not worthy of your songs
That never care to drop a crumb.


All day long I love the oaks,
But, at nights, yon little cot,
Where I see the chimney smokes,
Is by far the prettiest spot.


Wife and children all are there,
To revive with pleasant looks,
Table ready set, and chair,
Supper hanging on the hooks.


Soon as ever I get in,
When my faggot down I fling,
Little prattlers they begin
Teasing me to talk and sing.


Welcome, red and roundy sun,
Dropping lowly in the west;
Now my hard day's work is done,
I'm as happy as the best.


Joyful are the thoughts of home,
Now I'm ready for my chair,
So, till morrow-morning's come,
Bill and mittens, lie ye there!
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Thou Flower Of Summer

Thou Flower Of Summer

When in summer thou walkest
In the meads by the river,
And to thyself talkest,
Dost thou think of one ever--
A lost and a lorn one
That adores thee and loves thee?
And when happy morn's gone,
And nature's calm moves thee,
Leaving thee to thy sleep like an angel at rest,
Does the one who adores thee still live in thy breast?


Does nature eer give thee
Love's past happy vision,
And wrap thee and leave thee
In fancies elysian?
Thy beauty I clung to,
As leaves to the tree;
When thou fair and young too
Looked lightly on me,
Till love came upon thee like the sun to the west
And shed its perfuming and bloom on thy breast.
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The Winter's Come

The Winter's Come

Sweet chestnuts brown like soling leather turn;
The larch trees, like the colour of the Sun;
That paled sky in the Autumn seemed to burn,
What a strange scene before us now does run--
Red, brown, and yellow, russet, black, and dun;
White thorn, wild cherry, and the poplar bare;
The sycamore all withered in the sun.
No leaves are now upon the birch tree there:
All now is stript to the cold wintry air.


See, not one tree but what has lost its leaves--
And yet the landscape wears a pleasing hue.
The winter chill on his cold bed receives
Foliage which once hung oer the waters blue.
Naked and bare the leafless trees repose.
Blue-headed titmouse now seeks maggots rare,
Sluggish and dull the leaf-strewn river flows;
That is not green, which was so through the year
Dark chill November draweth to a close.


Tis Winter, and I love to read indoors,
When the Moon hangs her crescent up on high;
While on the window shutters the wind roars,
And storms like furies pass remorseless by.
How pleasant on a feather bed to lie,
Or, sitting by the fire, in fancy soar
With Dante or with Milton to regions high,
Or read fresh volumes we've not seen before,
Or oer old Burton's Melancholy pore.
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Identification and basic context

Full name: John Clare. Pseudonyms or heteronyms: Used "John Clare" for most of his published works, but sometimes signed himself as "a Northamptonshire peasant." Date and place of birth: July 13, 1793, Helpston, Northamptonshire, England. Date and place of death: May 20, 1864, High Beach, Epping Forest, Essex, England. Family background, social class, and cultural context of origin: Born into a family of agricultural laborers. His father was a farmhand and later a thresher. Clare was of humble peasant stock, a fact that profoundly influenced his perspective and his poetry. Nationality and language(s) of writing: English. Historical context in which they lived: Lived through the Napoleonic Wars, the Industrial Revolution, the enclosure of common lands, and significant social and economic changes in rural England. This era saw the decline of traditional agricultural life and the rise of industrialization, which deeply affected Clare's world.

Childhood and education

Family background and social environment: Grew up in poverty in the rural village of Helpston. His early life was shaped by agricultural labor and the close-knit but often harsh realities of peasant life. Formal education and self-education: Attended village school until the age of 12. He was largely self-taught, with a voracious appetite for reading. His education was supplemented by his work in the fields, which provided him with an intimate knowledge of nature. Early influences (readings, culture, religion, politics): Early influences included the Bible, popular ballads, chapbooks, and poetry from authors like James Thomson and William Cowper. The natural environment of his home in Northamptonshire was his most significant influence. Literary, philosophical, or artistic movements absorbed: While he engaged with the Romantic ideals of nature and individual experience, he remained largely outside the literary circles of his time and developed a unique, unschooled style. Significant events in youth: His early experiences of poverty, his work as a farm laborer, and his discovery of poetry.

Literary trajectory

Beginning of writing (when and how it started): Began writing poetry in his late teens, initially for his own pleasure and inspired by his surroundings. He learned to write by tracing letters in the sand and copying from books. Development over time (phases, changes in style): His early work focused on nature and rural life. Later poems, particularly those written during his periods of mental distress, became more introspective, fragmented, and experimental, reflecting his internal turmoil. Chronological evolution of the work: His published volumes "Poems Descriptive of Rural Life" (1820) and "The Village Minstrel" (1820) brought him initial fame. "The Shepherd's Calendar" (1827) is considered a major work. His most prolific period was before his major mental breakdowns. Contributions to magazines, newspapers, and anthologies: Contributed poems to various periodicals and was included in anthologies. Activity as a critic, translator, or editor: Not active as a critic or editor, though his letters sometimes contain observations on literature.

Works, style, and literary characteristics

Major works with dates and context of production: "Poems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery" (1820), "The Village Minstrel" (1820), "The Shepherd's Calendar" (1827), "The Rural Muse" (1835). His poetry was often inspired by his immediate environment, the changing seasons, and his observations of rural folk. Dominant themes — love, death, time, nature, identity, homeland, spirituality, etc.: Nature in its most detailed and vibrant forms, the changing seasons, rural labor, the impact of enclosure and industrialization on traditional life, poverty, social injustice, mental illness, memory, and the search for spiritual solace in nature. Form and structure — use of the sonnet, free verse, fixed forms, metrical experimentation: Employed a wide range of forms, including ballads, sonnets, and lyrics, often with a natural, conversational rhythm. His later, uncollected poems show significant experimentation, with irregular meter and fragmented structures reflecting his mental state. Poetic devices (metaphor, rhythm, musicality): Known for his precise, often startling imagery drawn directly from nature. His rhythm is typically fluid and musical, mimicking natural sounds and speech. Tone and poetic voice — lyrical, satirical, elegiac, epic, ironic, confessional: Primarily lyrical, observational, and elegiac, especially when reflecting on the loss of nature and rural traditions. Also capable of wit, satire, and deep personal confession. Poetic voice (personal, universal, fragmented, etc.): Rooted in the personal experience of a rural man, but his deep empathy for nature and his insights into the human condition give his voice universal resonance. His later work becomes increasingly fragmented. Language and style — vocabulary, imagery density, preferred rhetorical devices: Rich, vernacular vocabulary drawn from rural life and nature. Vivid, detailed, and specific imagery. He often used plain language to convey profound observations. Preferred rhetorical devices include direct description, simile, and personification of nature. Formal or thematic innovations introduced into literature: His unvarnished, accurate portrayal of rural life and nature, free from aristocratic romanticization, was innovative. His late, uncollected poems are seen as precursors to modernist experimentation. Relationship with tradition and modernity: He drew from traditional forms but infused them with a contemporary, unsentimental realism. His work captured the tension between enduring rural traditions and the encroaching modernity of industrialization. Associated literary movements (e.g., symbolism, modernism): Primarily associated with the Romantic movement due to his focus on nature and individual feeling, but his realism and unique voice set him apart. His later work is sometimes seen as proto-modernist. Lesser-known or unpublished works: Thousands of poems remained unpublished during his lifetime and were discovered decades after his death, revealing a vast and complex body of work.

Cultural and historical context

Relationship with historical events (wars, revolutions, regimes): Witnessed the profound social and economic shifts caused by the enclosure of common lands and the rise of industrialism, which directly impacted the rural communities he depicted. Relationship with other writers or literary circles: Known to have corresponded with poets like Robert Southey and met with figures like Charles Lamb. He was largely an outsider to the mainstream literary establishment. Generation or movement to which they belong (e.g., Romanticism, Modernism, Surrealism): Often categorized as a rural Romantic poet, but his unmediated realism and focus on social issues distinguish him. Political or philosophical stance: Sympathetic to the plight of the rural poor and critical of the injustices of land enclosure and social stratification. His political views were implicitly expressed through his observations of rural life. Influence of society and culture on the work: The declining rural way of life, the loss of common lands, and the pressures of poverty were central influences on his work. Dialogues and tensions with contemporaries: His struggle for recognition and his modest background created a tension with the more established literary figures of his time. Critical reception during life vs. posthumous recognition: Received initial acclaim as "the peasant poet" but struggled for consistent recognition and financial stability. His work was largely overlooked for many years before a major revival in the 20th century.

Personal life

Significant emotional and family relationships and how they shaped the work: His relationships, including his marriage to Caroline (or Mary) Turner, were often strained by his poverty and mental health issues. His deep connection to his home village of Helpston was a constant theme. Friendships and literary rivalries: Maintained friendships with some patrons and fellow writers, but his social isolation and mental illness made sustained relationships difficult. Personal experiences and crises, illnesses, or conflicts: Suffered from severe mental health problems, including periods of depression and delusions, leading to his confinement in asylums. His mental state deeply affected his life and his later poetry. Parallel professions (if they did not live solely from poetry): Worked variously as a gardener, an agricultural laborer, and a proofreader. Religious, spiritual, or philosophical beliefs: Found spiritual solace and meaning in nature. His faith was personal and deeply connected to the natural world, often expressed through his poetry. Political positions and civic engagement: While not overtly political, his poetry reflects a deep concern for the rural poor and a critique of social injustices.

Recognition and reception

Place in national and international literature: Considered one of the most significant English nature poets and a vital voice of rural experience. Awards, distinctions, and institutional recognition: Received some patronage and recognition during his lifetime, but never achieved lasting financial security or widespread literary status commensurate with his talent. Critical reception at the time and over time: Initially lauded for his "natural genius" but later sometimes dismissed for his perceived lack of polish. His reputation has been significantly rehabilitated and enhanced through scholarly work in the late 20th and 21st centuries. Popularity vs. academic recognition: Initially had some popular appeal, but his work is now primarily appreciated and studied in academic contexts, though his poems are widely read and admired by nature enthusiasts.

Influences and legacy

Authors who influenced them: James Thomson, William Cowper, Robert Burns, and possibly elements of Wordsworth. Poets and movements they influenced: His detailed, unsentimental depiction of nature and rural life influenced later poets interested in realism and social commentary. His uncollected poems, with their experimental qualities, are seen as precursors to modernist poetry. Impact on national and world literature and on later generations of poets: His authentic voice and profound connection to the natural world continue to inspire poets and readers. He is celebrated for giving a voice to the rural poor and capturing the essence of a vanishing way of life. Inclusion in the literary canon: Increasingly recognized as a major figure in the English Romantic canon and beyond. Translations and international dissemination: His works are translated into various languages and studied internationally. Academic studies dedicated to the work: A substantial and growing body of academic scholarship focuses on his life, his vast collected works, and his significance.

Interpretation and critical analysis

Possible readings of the work: His poems are read as direct observations of nature, elegies for a lost rural world, and deeply personal expressions of psychological distress. Philosophical and existential themes: Explores the relationship between humanity and nature, the impact of societal change on individuals, the fragility of memory, and the search for meaning in the face of adversity and mental illness. Controversies or critical debates: Debates have focused on the extent of his mental illness, the classification of his literary output (e.g., Romantic vs. realist vs. proto-modernist), and the interpretation of his social commentary.

Curiosities and lesser-known aspects

Lesser-known aspects of personality: Despite his profound connection to nature, he had a deep love for his home village and suffered greatly when confined away from it. Contradictions between life and work: The stark contrast between the beauty and order of his natural observations and the chaos and distress of his internal life. Significant or anecdotal episodes that illuminate the author’s profile: His numerous confinements in asylums, his attempts to escape, and his prolific writing even during periods of acute illness. Objects, places, or rituals associated with poetic creation: The fields and hedgerows of Northamptonshire were his muse. Writing habits: He wrote incessantly, filling notebooks with thousands of poems, often in a highly pressured and rapid manner during periods of lucidity or creative fervor. Curious episodes: His ability to recall and write down vast amounts of poetry from memory, even after long periods of illness.

Death and memory

Circumstances of death: Died in the asylum at High Beach, Essex. Posthumous publications: The "discovery" and publication of his vast body of uncollected poems in the 20th century led to a major reevaluation of his work and his status as a poet.