My next choice is a beautiful poem found in the part titled “Songs and Ballads” of Poems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery, John Clare’s first collection of poetry, published in 1820. I use the transcription given by Simon Sanada in his John Clare Poems: The Lifetime Published Poetry (the 2009 online edition of all four of Clare’s books of poetry published in his lifetime).
Here the poet compares the charms of his beloved with nature’s beauties: her cheek with roses and carnations, her lips with ripe cherries and red coral, her eyes with a pulpy plum and the azure sky, finally her kiss with the perfume of flowers; but each time, nature’s marvels pale in comparison to the girl of his heart.
HER I LOVE
ROSE, in full blown blushes dyed,
♥ Pink, maturely spread,
Carnations, boasting all their pride
♥ Of melting white and red,
Are charms confess’d by every eye;
♥ But, ah! how faint they prove
To paint superior charms, when nigh
♥ The cheek of her I love.
Ripe cherry on its parent tree,
♥ With full perfection grac’d
Red coral in its native sea,
♥ To all advantage plac’d;
What charms they boast the eye to please,
♥ And beauty to improve:
But, ah! all’s lost, when match’d with these
♥ The lips of her I love.
The pulpy plum, when ripeness swells
♥ Its down-surrounding blue—
The dews besprent on heather-bells,
♥ Reflecting brighter hue—
The azure sky, when stars appear
♥ Its blueness to improve,
Fade into dullest shades, when near
♥ The eyes of her I love.
Sweet is the blossom’d bean’s perfume,
♥ By morning breezes shed;
And sweeter still the jonquil’s bloom,
♥ When eve bedews its head;
The perfume sweet of pink and rose,
♥ And violet of the grove:
But ah! how sweeter far than those,
♥ The kiss of her I love.