Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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He has a fairy wife.
He does not know her.
She is the heart of the storm,
Of the clouds that lower.
And as the clouds are torn
Into rain and thunder,
She in her brightness tears
His heart asunder.

1. Do you remember still the little song
2. Machinist Talking
3. Child Sun
4. A Bronte Legend
5. Pink eucalyptus flowers

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