I am, John Clare

... of my life’s esteems; And e’en the dearest -that I loved the best - Are strange -nay, rather stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man has never trod , A place where woman never smiled or wept ; There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept: Untroubling and untroubled where I lie , - The grass below -above the vaulted sky . I am, John Clare

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... shipwreck of my life's esteems; Even the dearest, that I love the best Are strange to me -- nay, rather, stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling, and untroubled where I lie, The grass below -- above the vaulted sky. --John Clare

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