Poems by Lesbia Harford
"All through the day at my machine"
... A strange little tune through heart and head ...
Raiment
... My mind has moods of hating pearl and rose ...
"This year I have seen autumn with new eyes"
... Whether they laugh through the grey morning mist, ...
"I'd love to have you on a rainy day"
... Tucked in a chair, my head against your knee ...
"O sweet and fair! These words are mine to use"
... O sweet and fair, and weak, and most untrue! ...
The Folk I Love
... At the strength to love like them ...
The Psychological Craze
... Thinkers don't write their lives, ...
Work-Girls' Holiday
... And so she thinks that they're well spent, ...
Beauty And Terror
... Doubly splendid burn the fires of strife, ...
"To look across at Moira gives me pleasure"
... But that's like bloodlike a thin blood stream trickling ...
"And is love very strong where honour rules?"
... Lovers who are not free should sigh and part ...
"I can't feel the sunshine"
... If I should once kiss her, ...
"Dearest, dearest"
... You make more lovely than a storm of flowers ...
God Speaks
... And when night comes your sleepy eyes are blind ...
A Bad Snap
... To praise and live in, worship and abuse ...
