Poems begining by L

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Last Lines

© Emily Jane Brontë

No coward soul is mine,
  No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
  I see Heaven's glories shine,
  And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.

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Lines On Seeing A Lock Of Milton's Hair

© John Keats

Chief of organic Numbers!
Old Scholar of the Spheres!
Thy spirit never slumbers,
But rolls about our ears

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Lachin Y Gair

© George Gordon Byron

Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses!
In you let the minions of luxury rove;
Restore me to the rocks, where the snowflake reposes,
Though still they are sacred to freedom and love:

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Limerick: There was an Old Man of Coblenz

© Edward Lear

There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
The length of whose legs was immense;
He went with one prance
From Turkey to France,
That surprising Old Man of Coblenz.

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L'Homme Et La Mer (Man And The Sea)

© Charles Baudelaire

Homme libre, toujours tu chériras la mer!
La mer est ton miroir; tu contemples ton âme
Dans le déroulement infini de sa lame,
Et ton esprit n'est pas un gouffre moins amer.

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Little Libbie

© Julia A Moore

One more little spirit to Heaven has flown,
 To dwell in that mansion above,
Where dear little angels, together roam,
 In God's everlasting love.

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Love, Dreaming of Death

© Charles Harpur

Sat on the earth as on a bier,
 Where loss and ruin lived alone,
Without the comfort of a tear—
 Without a passing groan.

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Lady Godiva

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Hey Lady Godiva, ridin´ through the town
Naked on your big white horse
With your long hair hangin´ down
Lady Godiva, you say you´re really frightened

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Limerick: There was an Old Man of the Isles

© Edward Lear

There was an Old Man of the Isles,
Whose face was pervaded with smiles;
He sung high dum diddle,
And played on the fiddle,
That amiable Man of the Isles.

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Little Garden of Roses (excerpt) Fairies

© Thomas Warton

Little was King Laurin, but from many a precious gem
His wondrous strength and power, and his bold courage came;
Tall at times his stature grew, with spells of gramarye,
Then to the noblest princes follow might he be.

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Lines in Memoriam Regarding the Entertainment in Reform Street Hall, Dundee

© William Topaz McGonagall

'Twas on the 31st of March, and in the year of 1893,
I gave an entertainment in the city of Dundee,
To a select party of gentlemen, big and small,
Who appreciated my recital in Reform Street Hall.

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Love And Beauty: III: To A Fair Woman, Unsatisfied With Woman's Work

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

If Beauty is a name for visible Love,

And Love for Beauty in the conscious soul,

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Lydd

© Katharine Lee Bates

For the Reunion of the Bates Family at Quincy, August 3, 1916

FAR away on the sunny levels

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Lines To The Wash Woman

© Edgar Albert Guest

LADY, when you say you'll come
Tuesday morn to do our washing,
Tell us if there isn't some
Way to know if you are joshing?

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Learn To Smile

© Edgar Albert Guest

The good Lord understood us when He taught us how to smile;
He knew we couldn't stand it to be solemn all the while;
He knew He'd have to shape us so that when our hearts were gay,
We could let our neighbors know it in a quick and easy way.

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Love's Bower.

© Robert Crawford

On the white bosom, 'tween the breasts
Of Helen Love has made his bower,
As in a sweet and secret tower
Where mid the world's decay he rests —

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Log

© James Merrill

Then when the flame forked like a sudden path
I gasped and stumbled, and was less.
Density pulsing upward, gauze of ash,
Dear light along the way to nothingness,
What could be made of you but light, and this?

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Love

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Ricky was "L" but he's home with the flu,
Lizzie, our "O," had some homework to do,
Mitchell, "E" prob'ly got lost on the way,
So I'm all of love that could make it today.

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Lilacs

© Virna Sheard

In lonely gardens deserted--unseen--

  Oh! lovely lilacs of purple and white,

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'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story

© Richard Harris Barham

And 'still on each evening when pleasure fills up,'
At the old Goat-in-Boots, with Metheglin, each cup,
Mr Pryce, if he's there,
Will get into 'the Chair,'