John Clare

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

John Clare Poems

121. The Shepherd's Tree 1/3/2003
122. Song's Eternity 1/3/2003
123. Night Wind 1/3/2003
124. Meet Me In The Green Glen 1/3/2003
125. Schoolboys In Winter 1/3/2003
126. Young Lambs 4/13/2010
127. Wood Rides 1/3/2003
128. The Landrail 1/3/2003
129. A World For Love 4/13/2010
130. To A Fallen Elm 1/3/2003
131. Decay 4/13/2010
132. Summer Evening 1/3/2003
133. The Flood 1/3/2003
134. Death 4/13/2010
135. Hen's Nest 1/3/2003
136. The Maple Tree 1/3/2003
137. Christmass 1/13/2003
138. The Shepherds Calendar - December 4/13/2010
139. The Vixen 1/3/2003
140. The Skylark 1/3/2003
141. Remembrances 1/3/2003
142. The Dying Child 1/3/2003
143. Insects 1/3/2003
144. Evening 1/3/2003
145. To John Clare 1/3/2003
146. The Fallen Elm 1/3/2003
147. Love Lives Beyond The Tomb 1/3/2003
148. Early Nightingale 1/3/2003
149. A Vision 4/13/2010
150. The Old Year 1/3/2003
151. Where She Told Her Love 1/3/2003
152. Written In Northampton County Asylum 1/3/2003
153. The Mores 1/3/2003
154. Ballad 4/13/2010
155. The Thrush's Nest 1/3/2003
156. The Instinct Of Hope 1/3/2003
157. To Mary 1/3/2003
158. Autumn Birds 1/3/2003
159. I Hid My Love 1/3/2003
160. The Winter's Spring 1/3/2003

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

I Am

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am! and live with shadows tost

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
And e'en the dearest- that I loved the best-
Are strange- nay, rather stranger than the rest.

I long for scenes where man has never ...

Read the full of I Am

The Shepherd's Tree

Huge elm, with rifted trunk all notched and scarred,
Like to a warrior's destiny! I love
To stretch me often on thy shadowed sward,
And hear the laugh of summer leaves above;
Or on thy buttressed roots to sit, and lean
In careless attitude, and there reflect
On times and deeds and darings that have been -
Old castaways, now swallowed in neglect, -
While thou art towering in thy strength of heart,

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