Treasure Island

John Clare

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

Song #4


I wish I was where I would be,
With love alone to dwell,
Was I but her or she but me,
Then love would all be well.
I wish to send my thoughts to her
As quick as thoughts can fly,
But as the winds the waters stir
The mirrors change and fly.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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