Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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He has a fairy wife.
He does not know her.
She is the heart of the storm,
Of the clouds that lower.
And as the clouds are torn
Into rain and thunder,
She in her brightness tears
His heart asunder.

1. You, whom the grave cannot bind
2. Suburban Dames
3. Each morning I pass on my way to work
4. White Sunshine
5. Emmie, Emmie Adams

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