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Lao-tse Prepares A Verdict
© Luis Benitez
Nothing of what I say
may deviate the fall of a leaf.
A word will not
detain the other one.
Let Ezra Pound Speak
© Luis Benitez
If you have nothing to say keep silent
let Ezra Pound speak
from the shadows the splendid old man
from the fine water line
Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy's Farm In Pine Island, Minnesota
© James Wright
Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
Life's Tragedy
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
It may be misery not to sing at all,
And to go silent through the brimming day;
It may be misery never to be loved,
But deeper griefs than these beset the way.
Locations and Times.
© Walt Whitman
LOCATIONS and timeswhat is it in me that meets them all, whenever and wherever, and
makes
me at home?
Forms, colors, densities, odorswhat is it in me that corresponds with them?
Long, too Long, O Land!
© Walt Whitman
LONG, too long, O land,
Traveling roads all even and peaceful, you learnd from joys and prosperity only;
But now, ah now, to learn from crises of anguishadvancing, grappling with direst
fate,
Last Invocation, The.
© Walt Whitman
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AT the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortressd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locksfrom the keep of the well-closed doors,
Longings for Home.
© Walt Whitman
O MAGNET-SOUTH! O glistening, perfumed South! My South!
O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse, and love! Good and evil! O all dear to me!
O dear to me my birth-thingsAll moving things, and the trees where I was
bornthe
Look Down, Fair Moon.
© Walt Whitman
LOOK down, fair moon, and bathe this scene;
Pour softly down nights nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen, purple;
On the dead, on their backs, with their arms tossd wide,
Pour down your unstinted nimbus, sacred moon.
Long I Thought that Knowledge.
© Walt Whitman
LONG I thought that knowledge alone would suffice meO if I could but obtain
knowledge!
Then my lands engrossed meLands of the prairies, Ohios land, the southern
savannas,
Letter Of Recommendation From My Father To My Future Wife
© Richard Jones
During the war, I was in China.
Every night we blew the world to hell.
The sky was purple and yellow
like his favorite shirt.
Lines Written In Dejection
© William Butler Yeats
When have I last looked on
The round green eyes and the long wavering bodies
Of the dark leopards of the moon?
All the wild witches, those most noble ladies,
For all their broom-sticks and their tears,
Their angry tears, are gone.
Lullaby
© William Butler Yeats
Beloved, may your sleep be sound
That have found it where you fed.
What were all the world's alarms
To mighty paris when he found
Sleep upon a golden bed
That first dawn in Helen's arms?
Lapis Lazuli
© William Butler Yeats
Two Chinamen, behind them a third,
Are carved in lapis lazuli,
Over them flies a long-legged bird,
A symbol of longevity;
The third, doubtless a serving-man,
Carries a musical instmment.
Long-Legged Fly
© William Butler Yeats
That civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Love's Loneliness
© William Butler Yeats
Old fathers, great-grandfathers,
Rise as kindred should.
If ever lover's loneliness
Came where you stood,
Pray that Heaven protect us
That protect your blood.
Liebestod
© Dorothy Parker
When I was bold, when I was bold-
And that's a hundred years!-
Oh, never I thought my breast could hold
The terrible weight of tears.
Love and Life
© John Wilmot
All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.
Love came back at Fall o' Dew
© Lizette Woodworth Reese
Love came back at fall o' dew,
Playing his old part;
But I had a word or two
That would break his heart.
