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What is Life? by John Clare

By John Clare

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And what is Life?--An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still repeated dream; Its length?--A minute's pause, a moment's thought; And happiness?-A bubble on the stream, That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought. What are vain Hopes?--The puffing gale of morn, That of its charms divests the dewy lawn, And robs each floweret of its gem,--and dies; A cobweb hiding disappointment's thorn, Which stings more keenly through the thin disguise.

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"And what is Life?--An hour-glass on the run,..."

"What is Life?" by John Clare is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational english poem consisting of 37 lines. This English poem by John Clare demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "And what is Life?--An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. John Clare's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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John Clare (1793–1864) was an English poet known as the "peasant poet" for his humble origins. His nature poetry—including "I Am" and "Badger"—captures the English countryside with extraordinary precision and emotional honesty, and he is now recognized as one of the finest nature poets in the language.

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