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Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)


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All through the day at my machine
There still keeps going
A strange little tune through heart and head
As I sit sewing:
"There is a child in Hungary,
A child I love in Hungary"
The words come flowing.
When I am walking home at night
That song comes after,
And under the trees in holiday time
Or hearing laughter:
"I have a son in Hungary,
My little son in Hungary"
Comes following after.



Lesbia Harford's other poems:
  1. How funny it would be if dreamy I
  2. A bunch of lilac and a storm of hail
  3. Closing Time: Public Library
  4. O little year, cram full of duty
  5. I bought a red hat


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