Poem by Lesbia Harford

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Though I had lost my love,
The hills could calm me.
Deep in a woodland grove
No loss could harm me.
But when I came to town,
And saw around me
Lovers pass up and down —
Then sorrow crowned me.

1. White Sunshine
2. Suburban Dames
3. How funny it would be if dreamy I
4. Fatherless
5. You, whom the grave cannot bind

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