Poem by Lesbia Harford

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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. How funny it would be if dreamy I
2. A bunch of lilac and a storm of hail
3. Emmie, Emmie Adams
4. Why does she put me to many indignities
5. O little year, cram full of duty

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