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Spring Flowers

By John Clare

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Bowing adorers of the gale,         Ye cowslips delicately pale,         Upraise your loaded stems;         Unfold your cups in splendour; speak!         Who decked you with that ruddy streak         And gilt your golden gems?         Violets, sweet tenants of the shade,         In purple's richest pride arrayed,         Your errand here fulfil;         Go, bid the artist's simple stain         Your lustre imitate--in vain--         And match your Maker's skill.         Daisies, ye flowers of lowly birth,         Embroiderers of the carpet earth,         That stud the velvet sod,         Open to Spring's refreshing air,         In sweetest smiling bloom declare         Your Maker and your God.

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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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