John Clare (13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864 / Northamptonshire / England)
John Clare was an English poet, the son of a farm labourer, who came to be known for his celebratory representations of the English countryside and his lamentation of its disruption. His poetry underwent a major re-evaluation in the late 20th century and he is often now considered to be among the most important 19th-century poets. His biographer Jonathan Bate states that Clare was "the greatest labouring-class poet that England has ever produced. No one has ever written more powerfully of nature, of a rural childhood, and of the alienated and unstable self".
Clare was born in Helpston, six miles to the north of the city of ... more »
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- A vision
- A World For Love
- All nature has a feeling
- An Invite, to Eternity
- Approaching Night
- Autumn Birds
- Bantry Bay
- Birds In Alarm
- Bonny Lassie O!
- Bonny Mary O!
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The land of shadows wilt thou traceJohn Clare (1793-1864), British poet. An Invite to Eternity (l. 25-32). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode...
And look nor know each other's face
The present mixed with reasons gone
And past and present all as one
Say maiden can thy life be led ...
''Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air;John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. Autumn (l. 11-12). . . Poets of the English Language, Vols. I-V. Vol. I: Langland to Spenser; Vol. II: Marlo...
Whoever looks round sees Eternity there.''
''I loved, but woman fell away;John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 9-12). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Holl...
I hid me from her faded fame.
I snatched the sun's eternal ray
And wrote till earth was but a name.''
''I lost the love of heaven above,John Clare (1793-1864), British poet. A Vision (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Holla...
I spurned the lust of earth below,
I felt the sweets of fancied love,
And hell itself my only foe.''