John Clare Quotes about Lying

All John Clare Quotes Heart Joy Lying quotes Memories Nature Spring Summer

Language has not the power to speak what love indites: The soul lies buried in the ink that writes.

Language has not the power to speak what love indites: The soul lies buried in the ink that writes.

Lying, Writing, Soul

John Clare (1949). “Poems of John Clare's madness”

I long for scenes where man has never trod; A place where woman never smil'd or wept; There to abide with my creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept: Untroubling and untroubled where I lie; The grass below--above the vaulted sky.

John Clare

Lying, Sleep, Men

'I Am' (1848)

I hid my love when young till I Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly; I hid my life to my despite Till I could not bear to look at light: I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place; Where'er I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love good-bye.

John Clare

Memories, Lying, Flower

Loud is the summer's busy song The smallest breeze can find a tongue, While insects of each tiny size Grow teasing with their melodies, Till noon burns with its blistering breath Around, and day lies still as death.

John Clare

Summer, Song, Lying

John Clare Quotes about Lying

You May Also Like: