'I used to have dozens of handkerchiefs
Of finest lawn.
I used to have silk shirts and fine new suits.'
He's like a faun
This darling out-at-elbows Irish boy.
'Those were the days
Before the war
When money could be earned a thousand ways.
But now-last week I had a muslin bag
For handkerchief!
No socks, no shirts'-but wiles and smiles and gleams
Beyond belief.
I Used To Have Dozens Of Handkerchiefs
Lesbia Harford
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