<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419518" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sailor-Boy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tis three years and a quarter since I left my own fireside<br>To go aboard a ship through love, and plough the ocean wide.<br>I crossed my native fields, where the scarlet poppies grew,<br>And the groundlark left his nest like a neighbour which I knew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pigeons from the dove cote cooed over the old lane,<br>The crow flocks from the oakwood went flopping oer the grain;<br>Like lots of dear old neighbours whom I shall see no more<br>They greeted me that morning I left the English shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun was just a-rising above the heath of furze,<br>And the shadows grow to giants; that bright ball never stirs:<br>There the shepherds lay with their dogs by their side,<br>And they started up and barked as my shadow they espied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A maid of early morning twirled her mop upon the moor;<br>I wished her my farewell before she closed the door.<br>My friends I left behind me for other places new,<br>Crows and pigeons all were strangers as oer my head they flew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trees and bushes were all strangers, the hedges and the lanes,<br>The steeples and the houses and broad untrodden plains.<br>I passed the pretty milkmaid with her red and rosy face;<br>I knew not where I met her, I was strange to the place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last I saw the ocean, a pleasing sight to me:<br>I stood upon the shore of a mighty glorious sea.<br>The waves in easy motion went rolling on their way,<br>English colours were a-flying where the British squadron lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I left my honest parents, the church clock and the village;<br>I left the lads and lasses, the labour and the tillage;<br>To plough the briny ocean, which soon became my joy--<br>I sat and sang among the shrouds, a lonely sailor-boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Clare">John Clare</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419518" data-title="The Sailor-Boy de John Clare" data-description="Tis three years and a quarter since I left my own fireside To go aboard a ship through love, and plough the ocean wide. I crossed my native fields, where the scarlet poppies grew, And the groundlark left his nest like a neighbour which I knew. Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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