Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies,
To crimson with sunshine and swell with the dew.
Warmed by your smile and besprent by your glances
See, it has opened for you!

1. A lady and I were walking
2. Why does she put me to many indignities
3. How funny it would be if dreamy I
4. Suburban Dames
5. Closing Time: Public Library

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