Here you will find the Poem Sometimes I think the happiest of love's moments of poet Lesbia Harford
Sometimes I think the happiest of love's moments Is the blest moment of release from loving. The world once more is all one's own to model Upon one's own and not another's pattern. And each poor heart imprisoned by the other's Is suddenly set free for splendid action. For no two lovers are a single person And lovers' union means a soul's suppression. Oh, happy then the moment of love's passing When those strong souls we sought to slay recover.
