John Clare

Northamptonshire / England
John Clare
Northamptonshire / England
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Ballad

Rating: 2.7
A faithless shepherd courted me,
He stole away my liberty.
When my poor heart was strange to men,
He came and smiled and stole it then.

When my apron would hang low,
Me he sought through frost and snow.
When it puckered up with shame,
And I sought him, he never came.
When summer brought no fears to fright,
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COMMENTS
??i don''t know ?? 17 May 2018
this is ok but for me is not help ful
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sofie 26 November 2017
why does it not show the whole poem
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Mark Otieno 21 August 2017
A lesson to be learnt from each stanza nice one
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Ratnakar Mandlik 11 May 2017
A beautifully conceived profound and thought provoking write. Thanks for sharing it here.
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Kuda Bondamakara 11 May 2017
after tasting of your innocence, they disappear and leave you to nurse your wounds.
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Joshua Adeyemi 11 May 2017
After the long and weary journey of life, the taste of adolescent did on our lips drive.
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A song of lament and despair. I wish, I wish, but all in vain, I wish I was a maid again. A maid again I cannot be, O when will green grass cover me?
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Frost and snow..... thanks for posting.....
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Tom Allport 11 May 2017
a wonderful poem of loves shame with a disloyal shepherd to blame? .............superbly written
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