Poem by Lesbia Harford

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Dearest, dearest,
Bother the slow hours
That hold and keep me
From the leafy bowers
You make more lovely than a storm of flowers.
Dearest, dearest,
If they let me go
I'd hasten to you
Where the waters flow
In among the shadows and the dreams we know.

1. The Folk I Love
2. Fatherless
3. A lady and I were walking
4. How funny it would be if dreamy I
5. Emmie, Emmie Adams

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