I love the song of tree and wind
How beautiful they sing
The licken on the beach tree rind
E'en beats the flowers of spring
From the southwest sugh sugh it comes
Then whizes round in pleasant hums
It sings
the spirit of the storm
The trees
with dancing waxes warm
They dance and bow, and dance again
The very trunks, each branch and grain
They dance and bow, and dance again
The very trunks, each branch and grain
Shake and dance and wave and bow
In every form no matter how
In every
storm they dance on high
The semblance of a stormy sky
Then sob and roar and bend and swee
The semblance of a stormy sea
The semblance of a stormy sky
Then sob and roar and bend and swee
The semblance of a stormy sea
I love the song of wood and wind
The sobs before its roar behind
I love
the stir of flood and tree
'Tis all
of natures melody
I love the roaring of the wind
The calm that follows cheers the mind
I love the roaring of the wind
The calm that follows cheers the mind
'Tis like the good mans end of peace
When joys begin and troubles cease
The Later Poems of John Clare 1837-1864
ed. Eric Robinson and David Powell
(Oxford, 2 volumes, I-II, 1984)
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I love this poem. Do you know if it is in the public domain? I'd like to include parts of it in a musical composition.
Yes, as you can see Sheena, it is in 'The Later Poems of John Clare, published in the 80s I think.
Here's a recording of a piece of music I wrote based on this poem. Enjoy!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNLmb0C2-48
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