What makes me love thee now, thou dreary scene,
And see in each swell'd heap a peaceful bed?
I well remember that the time has been,
To walk a church-yard when I us'd to dread;
And shudder'd, as I read upon the stone
Of well-known friends and next-door-neighbours gone.
But then I knew no cloudy cares of life,
Where ne'er a sunbeam comes to light me thorough;
A stranger then to this world's storms and strife,
Where ne'er a charm is met to lull my sorrow:
I then was blest, and had not eyes to see
Life's future change, and Fate's severe to-morrow;
When all those ills and pains should compass me,
With no hope left but what I meet in thee.
Helpstone Church-yard.
John Clare
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Barbara : found the poem in an open book used to illustrate how felted bookmarkers can be placed to keep ones spot in the reading... in the Landscape Magazine from the UK
...liked the poem especially since today I was also reading some quotes byMarcus Aurielius about luck and no luck
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