Natures beauty

There have I sat by many a tree
& leaned oer many a rural stile
& conned my thoughts as joys to me
Nought heeding who might frown or smile
Twas natures beauty that inspired
My heart with rapture not its own
And shes a fame that never tires
How could I feel myself alone

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Tormenting heat

Bees are faint & cease to hum 
Birds are overpowerd & dumb 
& no more loves oaten strains 
Sweetley thro the air complains 
Vocal voices all are mute 
Tuneles[s] lies the pipe & flute 
Shepherds with their panting sheep 
In the swailiest corner creep 
& from the tormenting heat 
All are wishing to retreat 
Huddeld up in grass & flowers 
Mowers wait for cooler hours 
& the Cow-boy seeks the sedge 
Ramping in the woodland hedge

Image from Peter de Wint a good friend of Clare

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Music in the noise

Come Queen of months in company
Wi all thy merry minstrelsy
The restless cuckoo absent long
& twittering swallows chimney song
& hedgerow crickets notes that run
From every bank that fronts the sun
& swathy bees about the grass
That stops wi every bloom they pass
& every minute every hour
Keep teazing weeds that wear a flower
& toil and childhoods humming joys
For there is music in the noise

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Sings in the air

Come maiden dear maiden a beautiful troop

Of images now the young morning doth wear

The lark leaves her nest & the dew splashes up

As she flies through the clover & sings in the air

The bushes that rustle & catch at thy gown

The trees that thy pathway envelopes in leaves

The grass smooth as velvet runs green up and down

& from the young morning a rapture receives

& from the green hedge that the path brushes nigh

The flight of a bird shakes the rain in the place

& the blackbird frit off from her nest rushing bye
Shakes a shower on the path that will sprinkle thy face

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Daybreak light

How beautiful is daybreak light betimes 
Threads thro the clouds the red sun sweetly climbs 
Up to our chamber windows thwart the sky 
The clouds like bright volcanoes slumber by 
Slowly & grand toil early out of doors
Goes praising the sweet time devoid of sorrow 
& prophesies the cuckoos song to morrow
Birds hop about each hedge & by the stack 
The small wren twits with tail cocked oer his back
Building his nest right early neath the shed 
Where cows in winter found a pleasant bed
Flowers thicken everywhere the very tops 
Of walls are thronged with springs delicious crops 
Of tiny snow-white blossoms thickly spread

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Come little Robin

Come come to my cottage & thou shalt be free
To perch on my finger or sit on my knee
Thou shalt eat of the crumbles of bread to thy fill
& have leisure to clean both thy feathers & bill
Then come little robin & never believe
Such warm Invitations are meant to deceive
In duty I'm bound to show mercy on thee
While God dont deny it to sinners like me

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This sweet vision

No fence of ownership crept in between 

To hide the prospect from the gazing eye
Its only bondage was the circling sky
A mighty flat undwarfed by bush & tree
Spread its faint shadow of immensity
& lost itself which seemed to eke its bounds
In the blue mist the orizons edge surrounds
Now this sweet vision of my boyish hours
Free as spring clouds & wild as forest flowers
Is faded all—a hope that blossomed free
& hath been once as it no more shall be
Enclosure came & trampled on the grave

Of labours rights & left the poor a slave

Photo from my friend #AdyKerry

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