Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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Why does she put me to many indignities,
Shifts to prevent myself thinking upon her,
My golden Katie, who loveth not kisses?
I wear my new dresses and put on silk stockings,
All to prevent myself thinking upon her,
Who is more lovely than fair river-lilies.

1. A lady and I were walking
2. Though I had lost my love
3. Suburban Dames
4. My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies
5. Closing Time: Public Library

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