Poems begining by L
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Lullaby
© Horace Smith
Sleep, little baby, sleep, love, sleep!
Evening is coming, and night is nigh;
Under the lattice the little birds cheep,
All will be sleeping by and by.
Sleep, little baby, sleep.
London Stone
© Rudyard Kipling
WHEN you come to London Town,
(Grieving-grieving!)
Bring your flowers and lay them down
At the place of grieving.
Life For Song
© Giordano Bruno
Come Muse, O Muse, so often scorned by me,
The hope of sorrow and the balm of care,--
Last Letter to his Wife
© Rene Daumal
I am dead because I lack desire,
I lack desire because I think I possess.
_Like His Mother Used To Make
© James Whitcomb Riley
"Uncle Jake's Place," St. Jo, Mo., 1874
"I was born in Indiany," says a stranger, lank and slim,
Langue D'Oc
© Ezra Pound
When the springtime is sweet
And the birds repeat
Their new song in the leaves.
Tis meet
A man go where he will.
Life's Mighty Flood
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
WHAT is wrought in the forge of the living and life--
All things are nought! Ho! fill me the bowl,
For nought is the gear of the world and the strife!
One passion has quickened the heart and the soul,
Lord Lundy, Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career
© Hilaire Belloc
Lord Lundy from his earliest years
Was far too freely moved to Tears.
Love Litanies.
© Robert Crawford
I.
I, too, have come to feel and see
How little in the world can be
Ours, as we pine and pass
Little White Rose
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Little white rose that I loved, I loved,
Roisin ban, Roisin ban!
Lines Written Extempore On Mr. Harleys Being Stabbed, And Addressed To His Physician, 1710-11
© Jonathan Swift
On Britain Europe's safety lies,
Britain is lost if Harley dies:
Harley depends upon your skill:
Think what you save, or what you kill.
Love Sonnet XXIX
© Zora Bernice May Cross
O Love
Love
Love
Dearer than God to me.
Earth of the earth are we and light of light.
God-born, God-breathing, all our scented souls
In Death will glow, gladdening eternity.
So give me love
all love
this perfect night
As round our naked limbs its full fire rolls.
Love
© Fitz-Greene Halleck
……….. The imperial votress passed on
In maiden meditation, fancy free.
Midsummer Night's Dream,
Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again?
Lazy Harry's
© Anonymous
Oh, we started down from Roto when the sheds had all cut out.
We'd whips and whips of Rhino as we meant to push about,
So we humped our blues serenely and made for Sydney town,
With a three-spot cheque between us, as wanted knocking down.
Lohengrin: Proem
© Emma Lazarus
THE alert and valiant faith that could respond,
Upon life's threshold, to the highest call,
Unquestioning of what might lie beyond,
Courage afield and courtesy in hall,
Love's Anguish
© Marian Osborne
SHALL I with lethal draughts drowse every thought
And let the days pass by with silent tread,
