Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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I was sad
Having signed up in a rebel band,
Having signed up to rid the land
Of a plague it had.
For I knew
That I would suffer, I would be lost,
Be bitter and foolish and tempest tost
And a failure too.
I was sad;
Though far in the future our light would shine
For the present the dark was ours, was mine,
I couldn't be glad.

1. I can't feel the sunshine
2. I love to see
3. Closing Time: Public Library
4. He had served eighty masters. They'd have said
5. I have golden shoes

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