My mission in the world
Is to prolong
Rapture by turning it
Into a song.
A song of liberty
Bound by no rule!
No marble meaning's mine
Fixed for a school.
My singing ecstasy
Winged for the flight,
Each will hear differently,
And hear aright.
More verses by Lesbia Harford
- I Read A Statement In A Newspaper
- I Used To Be Afraid To Meet
- I Used To Have Dozens Of Handkerchiefs
- Florence Kneels Down To Say Her Prayers
- He Has Picked Grapes In The Sun.
