In The Public Library (Lesbia Harford Poems)
Standing on tiptoe, head back, eyes and armUpraised, Kate groped to reach the higher shelf.Her sleeve slid up like darkness ...
Standing on tiptoe, head back, eyes and armUpraised, Kate groped to reach the higher shelf.Her sleeve slid up like darkness ...
Do you remember still the little songI mumbled on the hill at Aura, howI told you it was made for ...
He has picked grapes in the sun. Oh it seemsLike a fairy tale,Like a tale of dreams."He in his slender ...
Oh, oh Rosalie,Oh, oh Rosalie,What would you have of me?Oh, oh Rosalie.I have kisses fine,I have kisses fine.Will you take ...
We watched the dawn breaking across the seaWhile just above us hung the evening star.The nearer waters took a hint ...
Sometimes I watch you, mark your brooding eyes,Your grave brow over-weighted with deep thought,Your mouth's straight line - details of ...
I like the ridersClad in rose and blue;Their colours glitterAnd their horses too.Swift go the ridersOn incarnate speed.My thought can ...
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