Ours Was A Friendship In Secret Poem by Lesbia Harford

Ours Was A Friendship In Secret

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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.
'Isn't it sad he was killed!' I must hear
With a smooth face.
'Yes, it is sad.' — Oh, my darling, my own,
My heart of grace.

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