John Clare

(13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864 / Northamptonshire / England)

Idle Fame - Poem by John Clare

I would not wish the burning blaze
Of fame around a restless world,
The thunder and the storm of praise
In crowded tumults heard and hurled.
I would not be a flower to stand
The stare of every passer-bye;
But in some nook of fairyland,
Seen in the praise of beauty's eye.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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