John Clare Quotes About Lying

Quotes about: Lying

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

  John Clare

  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)

• 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

• 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

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