the green life of change
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...The present marred with reason gone,
And past and present both as one
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the silent and impartial stream of time, where the periodicals of fashion will have done with stilted praise
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The gypsy knocks his hands and tucks them up,
And seeks his squalid camp, half hid in snow,
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The pigs sleep in the sty; the bookman comes—
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19th century English poet John Clare


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