Poetry & Verse
Emmonsail's Heath in Winter
By John ClareSource: John Clare - PoetryDB (Public Domain)Short96 words
I love to see the old heath's withered brake
Mingle its crimpled leaves with furze and ling,
While the old heron from the lonely lake
Starts slow and flaps his melancholy wing,
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