Lesbia Harford

Here you will find the Poem Body And Soul of poet Lesbia Harford

Body And Soul

Through the Museum 
I stroll, and see 
Goblets fashioned in Arcady, 
Spears from the Islands, and robes from Tyre? 
Gew-gaws of pomp and of old desire. 
On one of the walls 
A looking glass 
Catches my image as I pass. 
Austerely from mirrored eyes, I see 
The soul of the past look out at me.