Bird Quote by John Clare

I ne'er was struck before that hour with love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower and stole…

— John Clare

Ah, words are poor receipts for what time hath stole away...

— 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…

— John Clare

“I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God,…

— John Clare

I found the poems in the fields And only wrote them down

— John Clare

This world has suns, but they are overcast;This world has sweets, but they're of ling'ring bloom;Life still expects, and empty falls at last;Warm Hope…

— John Clare

Forgive me if, in friendship’s way, I offer thee a wreath of May… [N]ourished by the dews of heaven… So I have Ivy placed…

— John Clare

Yet simple souls, their faith it knows no stint: Things least to be believed are most preferred. All counterfeits, as from truth's sacred mint,…

— John Clare

I'm John Clare now. I was Byron and Shakespeare formerly.

— John Clare

To-morrow comes, true copy of to-day,And empty shadow of what is to be;Yet cheated Hope on future still depends,And ends but only when our…

— John Clare

“Crowded places, I shunned them as noises too rude And fled to the silence of sweet solitude.”

— John Clare

The snow has left the cottage top; The thatch moss grows in brighter green; And eaves in quick succession drop, Where grinning icicles have…

— John Clare