Poetry & Verse
Song
By John ClareSource: John Clare - PoetryDB (Public Domain)209 words
I peeled bits of straws and I got switches too From the grey peeling willow as idlers do, And I switched at the flies as...
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I peeled bits of straws and I got switches too From the grey peeling willow as idlers do, And I switched at the flies as I sat all alone Till my flesh, blood, and marrow was turned to dry bone. My illness was love, though I knew not the smart, But the beauty of love was the blood of my heart.…
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