The corncraik rispt her summer call
Just as the sun went down
Copper red a burning ball
In woods behind the town
I wandered forth a maid to meet
So bonny and so fair
No other flower was half so sweet
& cole black was her hair
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From Helpston in rural Northamptonshire, John Clare was born in 1793. He is now regarded as the most important poet of the natural world from Britain. He wrote many poems, prose and letters about love, sex, corruption and politics, environmental and social change, poverty and folk life. Even in his 'madness', his talents were not diminished. Ronald Blythe, past President of the Clare Society, saw Clare as "... England's most articulate village voice". Clare died, aged 71, in 1864.
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