
John Clare
In Our Time: Culture
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I Am Thou, What I Am, None Cares or Knows
Hecide, is given the freedom of the grounds, and he decides just to walk home. He has nothing to eat except grass. Every night he lies down with his head ne soes were to go the next morning. And you writs it. I am thou, what i amd. You might like to recite the first few lines of it. My friends forsake me like a memory lost that'ld do i think before us that miste nel. But no, the the so for a poet who is regarded as egocentric, rather than egocentric,. so rested in er the natural world and the material world much more than the self.
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