RUGBY: GEORGE E. OVER, 1901

Printed at The Rugby Press

CONTENTS

Page
[A Spring Morning][138]
[A World for Love][120]
[Address to Plenty][3]
[Approach of Spring, The][76]
[Autumn][99]
[Autumn Robin, The][132]
[Ballad][42]
[Crab Tree, The][139]
[Decay][125]
[December][70]
[Effusion][39]
[Gipsy Camp, The][45]
[Graves of Infants][144]
[Harvest Morning, The][18]
[Home Yearnings][145]
[I am! Yet what I am][157]
[June][65]
[Love][123]
[Love Lives beyond the Tomb][147]
[Meeting, The][37]
[Milton, To John][154]
[My Early Home][149]
[My Love, thou art a Nosegay Sweet][36]
[Nightingale’s Nest, The][114]
[Noon][14]
[Pastoral Fancies][129]
[Patty][32]
[Patty of the Vale][34]
[Old Poesy][141]
[On an Infant’s Grave][22]
[Rural Evening][55]
[Rustic Fishing][61]
[Song][44]
[Song][122]
[Summer Evening][25]
[Summer Images][89]
[Tell-Tale Flowers, The][150]
[Thoughts in a Churchyard][112]
[’Tis Spring, my Love, ’Tis Spring][142]
[To an April Daisy][23]
[To P * * * * ][118]
[To the Clouds][47]
[To the Rural Muse][82]
[Universal Epitaph, The][17]
[Vanities of Life, The][105]
[What is Life?][1]
[Winter][140]
[Woodman, The][48]

BIOGRAPHY AND COMMENT

In tracing the origin of John Clare it is not necessary to go very far back, reference to his grandfather and grandmother being a sufficient acknowledgement of the claims of genealogy. Following the road at haphazard, trusting himself entirely to the guidance of fortune, and relying for provender upon his skill in drawing from a violin tunes of the battle and the dance, about thirty years before Helpstone heard the first wail of its infant poet, there arrived at the village the vagabond and truculent Parker. Born under a wandering star, this man had footed it through many a country of Europe, careless whether daily necessity required from him an act of bloodshed or the scraping of a harum-scarum reel designed to set frolic in the toes of man and maid. At the time of his reaching Helpstone, a Northamptonshire village, destined to come into prominence because of the lyrics of its chief son, it happened that the children were without a schoolmaster. In his time the adventurer had played many parts. Why should he not add to the list? Effrontery, backed up by an uncertain amount of superficial attainment, won the day, and this fiddling Odysseus obtained the vacant position. Of his boastings, his bowings, his drinkings, there is no need to make history, but his soft tongue demands a moment of attention. We may take it for granted that he picked out the fairest flower among the maids of Helpstone as the target for all the darts at his disposal, each of which, we may be sure, was polished by use. The daughter of the parish clerk was a fortress easy to capture. Depicted by himself, the rascal loomed as a hero; till at last the affair proceeded beyond a mere kiss, and the poor girl pleaded for the offices of a priest in order to save her child from the stain of illegitimacy. However, the schoolmaster proved glib of promises, but fleet of foot, for on the day following his sweetheart’s revelations he was nowhere to be found. In the course of time John Clare’s father was born. In his turn, he grew into the want of a mate, found her, married her, and begot an honour for England.