Who is John Clare

John Clare (13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864) was an English poet. The son of a farm labourer, he became known for his celebrations of the English countryside and sorrows at its disruption. His work underwent major re-evaluation in the late 20th century; he is now often seen as a major 19th-century poet. His biographer Jonathan Bate called Clare "the greatest labouring-class poet that England has ever produced. No one has ever written more powerfully of nature, of a rural childhood, and of the alienated and unstable self."

Life

Early life

Clare was born in Helpston, 6 miles (10 km) to the north of the city of Peterborough. In his lifetime, the village was in the Soke of Peterborough in Northamptonshire and his memorial calls him "The Northamptonshire Pe...
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John Clare Poems

  • To Miss C....
    Thy glance is the brightest,
    Thy voice is the sweetest,
    Thy step is the lightest,
    Thy shape the completest: ...
  • The Wild-flower Nosegay
    In life's first years as on a mother's breast,
    When Nature nurs'd me in her flowery pride,
    I cull'd her bounty, such as seemed best,
    And made my garlands by some hedge-row side: ...
  • Approach Of Winter
    The Autumn day now fades away,
    The fields are wet and dreary;
    The rude storm takes the flowers of May,
    And Nature seemeth weary; ...
  • The Old Man's Lament
    Youth has no fear of ill, by no cloudy days annoyed,
    But the old man's all hath fled, and his hopes have met their doom:
    The bud hath burst to flower, and the flower been long destroyed,
    The root also is withered; I no more can look for bloom. ...
  • Sorrows For A Friend
    Ye brown old oaks that spread the silent wood,
    How soothing sweet your stillness used to be;
    And still could bless, when wrapt in musing mood,
    But now confusion suits the best to me. ...
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Sweet 167 Love 123 I Love You 123 Away 111 Wild 102 Grass 99 Long 95 Summer 95 Green 91 Sun 90


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rodney lipan : john clare you are one of the best writer of any nature of love poem
Ioana Virginia Bolba: John Clare is a wonderful poet. At first sight, one may think he is superficial, but going into details, we discover an intuitive poet, writing only about what he himself felt (not thought), and offering an interesting life lesson, an example of how we should enjoy small things and, most of all, against that rude running after money and not understanding what life actually means.

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