John Clare Home Poems Poets John Clare John Clare Poems Farmer's Boy by John Clare He waits all day beside his little flock And asks the passing stranger what's o'clock, Nature's Hymn to the Deity by John Clare All nature owns with one accord The great and universal Lord: All Nature Has a Feeling by John Clare All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks Are life eternal: and in silence they Home Pictures in May by John Clare The sunshine bathes in clouds of many hues And morning's feet are gemmed with early dews, Summer by John Clare Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come, For the woods are full of bluebells and the hedges full of bloom, The Winter's Come by John Clare Sweet chestnuts brown like soling leather turn; The larch trees, like the colour of the Sun;