O Native Scenes for ever dear
So blest so happy as I here have been
So charmd with nature in each varied scene
To leave you all is cutting & severe
Ye hawthorn bushes that from winds would screen
Where oft Ive shelterd from a threatend shower
In youths past bliss in childhoods happy hour
Ye woods Ive wandered seeking out the nest
Ye meadows gay that reard rae many a flower
Where pulling cowslips Ive been doubly blest
Humming gay fancies as I pluckd the prize
Oh fate unkind beloved scenes adieu
Your vanishd pleasures crowd my swimming eyes
& make the wounded heart to bleed anew
So charmd with nature in each varied scene
To leave you all is cutting & severe
Ye hawthorn bushes that from winds would screen
Where oft Ive shelterd from a threatend shower
In youths past bliss in childhoods happy hour
Ye woods Ive wandered seeking out the nest
Ye meadows gay that reard rae many a flower
Where pulling cowslips Ive been doubly blest
Humming gay fancies as I pluckd the prize
Oh fate unkind beloved scenes adieu
Your vanishd pleasures crowd my swimming eyes
& make the wounded heart to bleed anew
I will be speaking: 11am Saturday, 28th March
At the John Clare Cottage in Helpston
to the title, “The Woke John Clare”
#poetry #environment
#honesty
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