O come to my arms

O come to my arms i' the cool o' the day
When the veil o' the evening falls dewy & grey
O' come to me under the awthorn green
When eventide falls i' the bushes serene
O come to me under the awthorn tree
When the larks on his nest & gone bed is the bee
When the veil of the evening falls dark on the scene
& we'll kiss love and court i' the bushes so green

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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