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John Clare (Джон Клэр)


Field Path


The beams in blossom with their spots of jet
Smelt sweet as gardens wheresoever met;
The level meadow grass was in the swath;
The hedge briar rose hung right across the path,
White over with its flowers--the grass that lay
Bleaching beneath the twittering heat to hay
Smelt so deliciously, the puzzled bee
Went wondering where the honey sweets could be;
And passer-bye along the level rows
Stoopt down and whipt a bit beneath his nose.



John Clare's other poems:
  1. Patty of the Vale
  2. To the Clouds
  3. Effusion
  4. My Love, Thou Art a Nosegay Sweet
  5. The Meeting


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