Poems begining by L
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Light Loss
© John Le Gay Brereton
"Our loss was light," the paper said,
"Compared with damage to the Hun":
She was a widow, and she read
One name upon the list of dead
--Her son ---her only son.
Last Night
© Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Last night your lost memory visited my heart
as spring visits the wilderness quietly,
as the breeze echoes the silence of her footfalls
in the desert,
as peace slowly, softly descends on one's sickness.
Love's History
© George MacDonald
Love, the baby,
Crept abroad to pluck a flower:
One said, Yes, sir; one said, Maybe;
One said, Wait the hour.
Limerick:There was an Old Man at a casement
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Man at a casement,
Who held up his hands in amazement;
When they said, 'Sir, you'll fall!'
He replied, 'Not at all!'
That incipient Old Man at a casement.
Limerick: There was a Young Lady Whose Bonnet
© Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady whose bonnet,
Came untied when the birds sate upon it;
But she said: 'I don't care!
All the birds in the air
Are welcome to sit on my bonnet!'
Love Songs
© Harriet Monroe
I
I LOVE my life, but not too well
To give it to thee like a flower,
So it may pleasure thee to dwell
Deep in its perfume but an hour.
I love my life, but not too well.
Lethe
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
A DUMB, dark region through whose desolate heart
Creeps a dull river with a stagnant flood;
Its skies are sombre-hued, and dreary clouds,
No wind hath ever stirred, hang low and dim
Life's Canvas
© Edgar Albert Guest
Sunshine and shadow and laughter and tears,
These are forever the paints of the years,
Love Gives Value Even to Small Gifts
© Theocritus
For love the smallest gift commends;
All things are valued by our friends.
Le Chat (The Cat)
© Charles Baudelaire
Viens, mon beau chat, sur mon coeur amoureux;
Retiens les griffes de ta patte,
Et laisse-moi plonger dans tes beaux yeux,
Mêlés de métal et d'agate.
Lines On Observing A Blossom On The First Of February, 1796
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Sweet flower! that peeping from thy russet stem
Unfoldest timidly, (for in strange sort
This dark, frieze-coated, hoarse, teeth-chattering month
Hath borrowed Zephyr's voice, and gazed upon thee
Let us with a Gladsome Mind
© John Milton
Let us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is king,
For his mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
Liberty Rejected
© William Watson
About this heart thou hast
Thy chains made fast,
And think'st thou I would be
Therefrom set free,
And forth unbound be cast?
Lines Written By The Seaside (I)
© Frances Anne Kemble
O Lesbian! if thy faith were mine,
Then might I in that summer sea
Little Master Mischievous
© Edgar Albert Guest
Little Master Mischievous, that's the name for you;
There's no better title that describes the things you do:
Into something all the while where you shouldn't be,
Prying into matters that are not for you to see;
Little Master Mischievous, order's overthrown
If your mother leaves you for a minute all alone.
Lyksalighed
© Johan Herman Wessel
Lad Andre tænke, sige,
Guld giør os lykkelige;
Jeg fandt mit Himmerige,
Min Pige! i dit Skiød.
Lines In Memory Of William Leggett
© William Cullen Bryant
The earth may ring, from shore to shore,
With echoes of a glorious name,
But he, whose loss our tears deplore,
Has left behind him more than fame.
Limericks
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THERE is a big artist named Val,
The roughs' and the prizefighters' pal:
The mind of a groom
And the head of a broom
Were Nature's endowments to Val.
Lost And Found
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
"Whither art thou gone, fair Una?
Una fair, the moon is gleaming;
