Poems begining by L

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London Types: Barmaid

© William Ernest Henley

Though, if you ask her name, she says "Elise,"

Being plain Elizabeth, e'en let it pass,

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Louvain - To Dom Brunt Destrtt, O.S.B.

© Robert Laurence Binyon

IT was the very heart of Peace that thrilled
In the deep minster-bell's wide-throbbing sound
When over old roofs evening seemed to build
Security this world has never found.

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Looking Death In The face

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

He'll die with. A brave lad, and very like
His sister.
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Lines Addressed to Miss Theodora Jane Cowper, On Himself

© William Cowper

William was once a bashful youth,
His modesty was such,
That one might say, to say the truth,
He rather had too much.

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Love's Phases

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Love hath the wings of the butterfly,
  Oh, clasp him but gently,
  Pausing and dipping and fluttering by
  Inconsequently.
  Stir not his poise with the breath of a sigh;
  Love hath the wings of the butterfly.

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Living Water

© William Cowper

The fountain in its source,

No drought of summer fears;

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Leaving Early

© Sylvia Plath

Lady, your room is lousy with flowers.

When you kick me out, that's what I'll remember,

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Love Me A Little

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Love me a little, love me as thou wilt,
Whether a draught it be of passionate wine
Poured with both hands divine,
Or just a cup of water spilt

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Love In Their Little Veins Inspires

© Thomas Shadwell

Love in their little veins inspires

their cheerful notes, their soft desires.

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Land-Locked

© Celia Thaxter

Black lie the hills; swiftly doth daylight flee;
 And, catching gleams of sunset's dying smile,
 Through the dusk land for many a changing mile
The river runneth softly to the sea.

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Lied Aus Dem Spanischen

© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

Gestern liebt ich,
Heute leid ich,
Morgen sterb ich:
Dennoch denk ich
Heut und morgen
Gern an gestern.

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Letters

© Ralph Waldo Emerson

Every day brings a ship,
Every ship brings a word;
Well for those who have no fear,
Looking seaward well assured
That the word the vessel brings
Is the word they wish to hear.

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L'Amazone

© François Coppée

Devant le frais cottage au gracieux perron,
Sous la porte que timbre un tortil de baron,
Debout entre les deux gros vases de faïence,
L'amazone, déjà pleine d'impatience,

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Lucasta's World

© Richard Lovelace

I.

Cold as the breath of winds that blow

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Lost Treasure

© Mathilde Blind

Here--fresh from fumes of some Falstaffian bout,
  When famous champions, fired by many a bet,
  Had drained huge bumpers while the stars would set--
Beneath its reeling branches by the way,
Till twice twelve hours of April bloom were out--
Locked in oblivion--Shakespeare lost a day.

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Last before America

© Louis MacNeice

A spiral of green hay on the end of a rake:
The moment is sweat and sun-prick---children and old women
Big in a tiny field, midgets against the mountain,
So toy-like yet so purposed you could take
This for the Middle Ages.

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Lament Of A Mocking-Bird

© Frances Anne Kemble

Silence instead of thy sweet song, my bird,
Which through the darkness of my winter days
Warbling of summer sunshine still was heard;
Mute is thy song, and vacant is thy place.

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Li'l' Gal

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Oh, de weathah it is balmy an' de breeze is sighin' low.

  Li'l' gal,

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La Captive (The Turkish Captive)

© Victor Marie Hugo

Si je n'étais captive,

J'aimerais ce pays,

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Life's Offices.

© Robert Crawford

Most of life's offices may overlap,
And form a covert for the growth of thought;
But there are some no thought and no device
May ever join; or if perchance they do,