--Description: Clare J., 19th C, Nature, Seasons--
With joy; and often, an intruding guest,
I watched her secret toil from day to day -
How true she warped the moss to form a nest,
And modelled it within with wood and clay;
And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew,
There lay her shining eggs, as bright as flowers,
Ink-spotted over shells of greeny blue;
And there I witnessed, in the sunny hours,
A brood of nature's minstrels chirp and fly,
Glad as the sunshine and the laughing sky.
--Did You Know: Clare became an agricultural labourer whilst still a child, however he attended school in Glinton church until he was twelve. Since his formal education was brief, Clare resisted the use of the increasingly-standardised English grammar and orthography in his poetry and prose.
--Word of the Day: lepidopterology (lep-i-dop-tuh-ROL-uh-jee), noun
Meaning: The study of butterflies and moths
Example: "Mr. Sokolenko's exhibition comes at a time when Nabokov's reputation is on an upswing in the rarefied world of lepidopterology. During his lifetime some lepidopterists, perhaps jealous of his literary fame, carped about his lack of formal training."
(Alexander Osipovich; St. Petersburg Exhibition Shows Nabokov Under (and Behind) a Microscope; The New York Times; Jul 26, 2006.)
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