Lesbia Harford Poems

I was sad
Having signed up in a rebel band,
Having signed up to rid the land
Of a plague it had.
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I thought I heard something move in the house
When I was alone in bed.
And I was afraid . . . and I was afraid . . .
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I'm like all lovers, wanting love to be
A very mighty thing for you and me.
In certain moods your love should be a fire
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O great golden head lie in my lap,
Sweet, sweet, lie there.
Sleep and I'll watch thee lest evil behap.
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I found an orchid in the valley fair,
And named it for us both,
And left it there.
Two flowers upon one stem, white-souled, alone.
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Dearest, dearest,
Bother the slow hours
That hold and keep me
From the leafy bowers
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Flowers have uncountable ways of pretending to be
Not solid, but moonlight or sunlight or starlight with scent.
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Ours was a friendship in secret, my dear,
Stolen from fate.
I must be secret still, show myself calm
Early and late.
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Today I saw
A market cart going along the road,
High-piled and creaking with a sonsy load
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We watched the dawn breaking across the sea
While just above us hung the evening star.
The nearer waters took a hint of white
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