Poems by Lesbia Harford
"I read a statement in a newspaper"
... Had triumphed in this case and would perhaps ...
"I am no mystic. All the ways of God"
... In agony. My every act has reference to man ...
"He looks in my heart and the image there"
... But my heart is much more like a stream, I think, ...
"O great golden head lie in my lap"
... Sleep and I'll watch thee lest evil behap ...
"Sometimes I am too tired"
... Today, for certain, you'd be weary too ...
"Now I've been three days"
... In the place where I am staying, ...
"My window pane is broken"
... Just a bit Where the small curtain doesn't ...
"I had a lover who betrayed me"
... Twice in long years he's chanced to meet me ...
"A lady and I were walking"
... That's what my love in prison ...
Periodicity
... In the fierce depths and uttermost pits of hell ...
Mortal Poems
... That they might deck the hours ...
"In this little school"
... There's no struggle here ...
"Green and blue"
... Later came Small subtle colours like tongues of flame, ...
"If I had six white horses"
... Thus were the hearts blood o' the world ...
"I used to be afraid to meet"
... Because they'll never know I'm there ...
