Poems begining by L
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© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Hurt was the nation with a mighty wound,
And all her ways were filled with clam'rous sound.
Lines To The Memory Of A Very Amiable Young Lady, Who Died At The Age Of Eighteen
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
AT length, departed saint! thy pangs are o'er,
And earthly suff'ring shall be thine no more;
Like some young rose-bud, blighted in its May,
Thy virtues bloom'd, to wither soon away!
Love Is Strength
© George MacDonald
Love alone is great in might,
Makes the heavy burden light,
Smooths rough ways to weary feet,
Makes the bitter morsel sweet:
Love alone is strength!
Love And Thought
© Ralph Waldo Emerson
Two well-assorted travellers use
The highway, Eros and the Muse.
Lines Written In A Lady's Album
© Joseph Rodman Drake
GRANT me, I cried, some spell of art,
To turn with all a lover's care,
That spotless page, my Eva's heart,
And write my burning wishes there.
Le Rossignol
© Paul Verlaine
Like to a swarm of birds, with jarring cries
Descend on me my swarming memories;
Little Moozoo-May
© George Ade
The rose of June can feel no sorrow,
It never droops or says " Ah me! "
Long Yearning
© Li Po
Long yearning,
To be in Chang'an.
The grasshoppers weave their autumn song by the golden railing of the well;
Frost coalesces on my bamboo mat, changing its colour with cold.
La Tejedora
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Tarde de lluvia en que se agravan
Al par que una íntima tristeza
Un desdén manso de las cosas
Y una emoción sutil y contrita que reza.
Love Sonnet LIV
© Zora Bernice May Cross
I am myself; and yet I cannot move
Hand, foot or eye but I am drawn to you.
I want you alldreams, kisses, thoughts and eyes.
Dearest, it seems, my very wants would prove
I am yourself, dreaming we measure two;
And lack myself, that which yourself supplies.
Last Love [Canzone]
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Love hath a chamber all of imagery;
And there is one dim nook,
A little storied web wherein my heart
From leaf to leaf is read as in a book.
London Excursion
© John Gould Fletcher
We gallop along
Alert and penetrating,
Roads open about us,
Housetops keep at a distance.
LOTTE A CASA (Lot At Home)
© Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
Cor zu' bravo sbordone a manimanca,
Du' pellegrini a or de vemmaria
Cercaveno indov'era l'osteria,
Perc'uno aveva male in d'una cianca.
Limerick: There was an Old Person of Bangor
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Person of Bangor,
Whose face was distorted with anger!
He tore off his boots,
And subsisted on roots,
That irascible Person of Bangor.
Light
© George MacDonald
Dull horrid pools no motion making!
No bubble on the surface breaking!
The dead air lies, without a sound,
Heavy and moveless on the marshy ground.
Lament For Israel
© Frances Anne Kemble
Where is thy home in thy promised land?
Desolate and forsaken!
Love's Vision.
© Robert Crawford
I am one with thee, and thou
Art a vision of me now,
Which love, and not life, has made;
It with life, then, may not fade,
Lines Written In The Highlands After A Visit To Burns's Country
© John Keats
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,
Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the gain;
There is a pleasure on the heath where Druids old have been,
Where mantles grey have rustled by and swept the nettles green;
La Derniere Robe De Soi
© Edith Nesbit
OH, silken gown, all pink and pretty,
Bought, quite a bargain, in the City,
Your ill-trained soul full false has played me--
No Paris gown would have betrayed me.