Poem by Lesbia Harford

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Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug —
Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fair,
With sun on it and little shadows mixed
All in among the fragrant wonder there.
Cherry plum blossom on the workroom bench
Where we can see it all our working hours.
In all my garden days of ladyhood,
I never met girls who so loved sweet flowers.

1. My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies
2. Suburban Dames
3. A lady and I were walking
4. Why does she put me to many indignities
5. How funny it would be if dreamy I

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