John Clare - Impromptu lyrics

"Where art thou wandering, little child?" I said to one I met to-day She pushed her bonnet up and smiled "I'm going upon the green to play Folks tell me that the May's in flower That cowslip-peeps are fit to pull And I've got leave to spend an hour To get this little basket full." And thou'st got leave to spend an hour! My heart repeated.--She was gone And thou hast heard the thorn's in flower And childhood's bliss is urging on Ah, happy child! thou mak'st me sigh This once as happy heart of mine Would nature with the boon comply How gladly would I change for thine