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John Clare (Джон Клэр)


Meet Me in the Green Glen


Love, meet me in the green glen,
Beside the tall elm-tree,
Where the sweetbriar smells so sweet agen;
There come with me.
Meet me in the green glen.

Meet me at the sunset
Down in the green glen,
Where we’ve often met
By hawthorn-tree and foxes’ den,
Meet me in the green glen.

Meet me in the green glen,
By sweetbriar bushes there;
Meet me by your own sen,
Where the wild thyme blossoms fair.
Meet me in the green glen.

Meet me by the sweetbriar,
By the mole-hill swelling there;
When the west glows like a fire
God’s crimson bed is there.
Meet me in the green glen. 



John Clare's other poems:
  1. Wood Rides
  2. Love Lives Beyond the Tombv
  3. The Gipsy's Camp
  4. The Maid Of Jerusalem
  5. Nobody Cometh to Woo


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