Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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Child Sun
Why will you play Peep Bo
Now in, now out
The workroom window so?
True 'tis
That there are children here;
But they've no time
To play Peep Bo, my dear.

1. A lady and I were walking
2. My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies
3. Why does she put me to many indignities
4. How funny it would be if dreamy I
5. Suburban Dames

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