“We climbed that hill” (Lesbia Harford Poems)
We climbed that hill,The road flushed red in prideAt being beauty's boundary. Either sideStretched beauty, beauty ever, beauty still.For on ...
We climbed that hill,The road flushed red in prideAt being beauty's boundary. Either sideStretched beauty, beauty ever, beauty still.For on ...
Miss Murphy has blue eyes and blue-black hair,Her machine's opposite mineSo I can stareAt her pale face and shining blue-black ...
My friend declaresBeing woman and virgin sheTakes small account of periodicityAnd she is right.Her days are calmly spentFor her sex-function ...
Great crane o'ertopping the delicate treesWhy do you seem so fair,Swaying and raising your load with easeHigh in the misty ...
Most people have a way of making friendsThat's very queer.They don't choose whom they like, but anyoneIn some way near.The ...
O you, dear trees, you have learned so much of beauty,You must have studied this only the ages long!Men have ...
Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug -Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fair,With sun on it and little ...
Beauty does not walk through lovely days.Beauty walks with horror in her hair.Down long centuries of pleasant waysMen have found ...
O little year, cram full of duty,Rapture and sorrow, too,Show me the way from old paths of beautyInto the fields ...
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