John Clare Quotes

O I never thought that joys would run away from boys,Or that boys would change their minds and forsa...

O words are poor receipts for what time hath stole away

Hill tops like hot iron glitter bright in the sun, And the rivers we're eying burn to gold as they r...

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

I hate the very noise of troublous man Who did and does me all the harm he can. Free from the world ...

If life had a second edition, how I would correct the proofs.

Yet simple souls, their faith it knows no stint:Things least to be believed are most preferred.All c...

He could not die when trees were green, for he loved the time too well.

I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-cons...

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neithe...

In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be;Where all the noises, that on peace intrude,Come from the...

I sleep with thee, and wake with thee,And yet thou are not there;I fill my arms with thoughts of the...

Language has not the power to speak what love inditesThe soul lies buried in the Ink that writes

O take me from the busy crowd,I cannot bear the noise!For Nature's voice is never loud;I seek for qu...

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

I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide ...

I wish I was what I have beenAnd what I was could beAs when I roved in shadows greenAnd loved my wil...

A maidenhead, the virgin's troubleIs well-compare-d to a bubbleon a navigable riverSoon 'tis touched...

I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-cons...

There is a charm in Solitude that cheersA feeling that the world knows nothing ofA green delight the...

O lead me onward to the loneliest shade, The darkest place that quiet ever made, Where kingcups grow...

Crowded places, I shunned them as noises too rudeAnd fled to the silence of sweet solitude.

In crime and enmity they lie Who sin and tell us love can die, Who say to us in slander's breath Tha...