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O Poesy is on the wane	A
For Fancy's visions all unfitting	B
I hardly know her face again	C
Nature herself seems on the flitting	B
The fields grow old and common things	D
The grass the sky the winds a blowing	B
And spots where still a beauty clings	D
Are sighing 'going all a going '	E
O Poesy is on the wane	A
I hardly know her face again	C
	-
The bank with brambles overspread	F
And little molehills round about it	F
Was more to me than laurel shades	G
With paths of gravel finely clouted	F
And streaking here and streaking there	H
Through shaven grass and many a border	I
With rutty lanes had no compare	H
And heaths were in a richer order	I
But Poesy is on the wane	A
I hardly know her face again	C
	-
I sat beside the pasture stream	J
When Beauty's self was sitting by	K
The fields did more than Eden seem	J
Nor could I tell the reason why	K
I often drank when not adry	I
To pledge her health in draughts divine	L
Smiles made it nectar from the sky	K
Love turned een water into wine	L
O Poesy is on the wane	A
I cannot find her face again	C
	-
The sun those mornings used to find	F
Its clouds were other country mountains	M
And heaven looked downward on the mind	F
Like groves and rocks and mottled fountains	M
Those heavens are gone the mountains grey	I
Turned mist the sun a homeless ranger	I
Pursues alone his naked way	I
Unnoticed like a very stranger	I
O Poesy is on the wane	A
Nor love nor joy is mine again	C
	-
Love's sun went down without a frown	N
For very joy it used to grieve us	O
I often think the West is gone	P
Ah cruel Time to undeceive us	O
The stream it is a common stream	J
Where we on Sundays used to ramble	Q
The sky hangs oer a broken dream	J
The bramble's dwindled to a bramble	Q
O Poesy is on the wane	A
I cannot find her haunts again	C
	-
Mere withered stalks and fading trees	R
And pastures spread with hills and rushes	S
Are all my fading vision sees	R
Gone gone are rapture's flooding gushes	T
When mushrooms they were fairy bowers	U
Their marble pillars overswelling	K
And Danger paused to pluck the flowers	U
That in their swarthy rings were dwelling	K
Yes Poesy is on the wane	A
Nor joy nor fear is mine again	C
	-
Aye Poesy hath passed away	I
And Fancy's visions undeceive us	O
The night hath ta'en the place of day	I
And why should passing shadows grieve us	O
I thought the flowers upon the hills	V
Were flowers from Adam's open gardens	M
But I have had my summer thrills	V
And I have had my heart's rewardings	V
So Poesy is on the wane	A
I hardly know her face again	C
	-
And Friendship it hath burned away	I
Like to a very ember cooling	K
A make believe on April day	I
That sent the simple heart a fooling	K
Mere jesting in an earnest way	I
Deceiving on and still deceiving	K
And Hope is but a fancy play	I
And Joy the art of true believing	K
For Poesy is on the wane	A
O could I feel her faith again	C

John Clare

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