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1793–1864

Grasshoppers

John Clare

Grasshoppers go in many a thumming spring And now to stalks of tasseled sow-grass cling, That shakes and swees awhile, but still keeps straight; While arching oxeye doubles with his weight.

Next on the cat-tail-grass with farther bound He springs, that bends until they touch the ground.

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