John Clare

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

John Clare Poems

1. In Summer Showers A Skreeking Noise Is Heard 5/21/2015
2. The Universal Epitaph 10/20/2015
3. June 3/26/2015
4. The Badger 1/17/2015
5. Mouse's Nest 12/17/2014
6. The Cottager 4/13/2010
7. Farm Breakfast 4/13/2010
8. Spear Thistle 4/13/2010
9. Merry Maid 4/13/2010
10. Peggy's The Lady Of The Hall 4/13/2010
11. Ploughman Singing 4/13/2010
12. Impromptu 4/13/2010
13. Nobody Cometh To Woo 4/13/2010
14. The Lass With The Delicate Air 4/13/2010
15. Market Day 4/13/2010
16. Sunday Dip 4/13/2010
17. The Shepherd's Calendar - October 4/13/2010
18. The Shepherds Calendar - November 4/13/2010
19. Mary Bateman 4/13/2010
20. Song #3 4/13/2010
21. The Lout 4/13/2010
22. The Shepherds Calendar - July (2nd Version) 4/13/2010
23. Song #1 4/13/2010
24. The Shepherd's Calendar - September 4/13/2010
25. Stonepit 4/13/2010
26. The Vanities Of Life 4/13/2010
27. Love 4/13/2010
28. The Frightened Ploughman 4/13/2010
29. Song #2 4/13/2010
30. Invitation To Eternity 4/13/2010
31. The Maid Of Ocram, Or, Lord Gregory 4/13/2010
32. Quail's Nest 4/13/2010
33. To Napoleon 4/13/2010
34. Sudden Shower 4/13/2010
35. Letter In Verse 4/13/2010
36. Nature's Hymn To The Deity 4/13/2010
37. To John Milton 4/13/2010
38. To Anna Three Years Old 4/13/2010
39. The Shepherds Calendar - July 4/13/2010
40. Idle Fame 4/13/2010

Comments about John Clare

  • ghcgv (1/9/2018 3:38:00 AM)

    he was a rubbish poet

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  • Imogen c (12/12/2007 5:04:00 AM)

    his poems to me are only surpassed by shakespeare. i think that he is one of the very best english poets and the fact that he wasnt some weathly little snob who sat lazzaly scralling out his veiws on the world like alot of the classic english poets were makes him so much more importaint. he actualy experinced a bloody awfull life and it seems that it makes him more credable and more real i mean when he talks about suffering he realy knows what he is talking about he was a awsome guy and yeah

  • Tod Mcgrath (12/5/2005 2:58:00 PM)

    John was a living legend although I thought he herded animals better than he wrote poems but that just my opinion and am a big fan of his labouring background this guy was a living legend but ermm he died...... Ermmm yeh go john! and as im a keen cannibal i would love to have a bite ov him if he was still alive but now hes dead the meat doesnt taste as fresh...... TOD MCGRATH......

  • Louise Birkhead (3/13/2005 2:07:00 PM)


Best Poem of John Clare

First Love

I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet,
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale as deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked, what could I ail?
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away,
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start --
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood ...

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The Thrush's Nest

Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush
That overhung a molehill large and round,
I heard from morn to morn a merry thrush
Sing hymns to sunrise, and I drank the sound
With joy; and often, an intruding guest,
I watched her secret toil from day to day -
How true she warped the moss to form a nest,
And modelled it within with wood and clay;
And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew,

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