Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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You may have other loves,
Red mouths to kiss.
Why should you lose
That loveliness for this?
No loveliness of mine
That comes and goes
Wild-fuchsia-like,
Need blind you to the rose.
So I, who bless
Your hot and passionate ways,
Still need the starry loves
Of virgin days.

1. A lady and I were walking
2. Suburban Dames
3. You, whom the grave cannot bind
4. How funny it would be if dreamy I
5. A bunch of lilac and a storm of hail

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