Poem by Lesbia Harford

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Tall trees along the road,
I never saw you
Last year in summertime.
He came before you
With his blue eyes.
Warm wind along the road,
I never knew you
Last year in summertime.
We could outdo you
With our hot sighs.
This year, oh wind and trees,
We're friends together.
Else should I be alone
In this sweet weather
Beneath fair skies.

1. I can't feel the sunshine
2. You, whom the grave cannot bind
3. He had served eighty masters. They'd have said
4. I have golden shoes
5. O little year, cram full of duty

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