Birds Nests (John Clare, 1864)
‘Tis Spring warm glows the South Chaffinchs carry the moss in his mouthTo the filbert hedges all day longAnd charms the poet with his beautifull songThe wind blows blea oer the sedgey fenBut warm the sunshines by the little woodWhere the old Cow at her leisure chews her cudComposed 1863-64 Firstpublished 1864
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