Poems begining by L
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Life Well Lost
© Giordano Bruno
Winged by desire and thee, O dear delight!
As still the vast and succoring air I tread,
Love: To A Little Girl
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
When we all lie still
Where churchyard pines their funeral vigil keep,
Love, Death, And Reputation
© Anne Kingsmill Finch
Reputation, Love, and Death,
(The Last all Bones, the First all Breath,
Laval: Noble Educator
© John Daniel Logan
Lo, now a people learned in all the arts
Greet thee to-day across the distant vale
Of Truth, where dwells obscure the Holy Grail.
And tho they commerce oft upon the marts
Of specious gain, they look beyond the mist
To thee, their first great Educationist.
Living: After A Death
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Only to me, my love, only to me.
This cavern underneath the moaning sea;
This long, long life that I alone must tread,
To whom the living seem most like the dead,--
Thou wilt be safe out on the happy shore:
He who in God lives, liveth evermore.
Lines——
© Victor Segalen
I have been cherish’d and forgiven
By many tender-hearted,
’Twas for the sake of one in Heaven
Of him that is departed.
Little Nell
© Louisa May Alcott
GLEAMING through the silent church-yard,
Winter sunlight seemed to shed
Love
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We cannot live, except thus mutually
We alternate, aware or unaware,
Love in the afternoon
© Ovid
It was very hot. The day had gone just past its noon.
I'd stretched out on a couch to take a nap.
One of the window-shutters was open, one was closed.
The light was like you'd see deep in the woods,
Laugh and be Merry
© John Masefield
Laugh and be merry, remember, better the world with a song,
Better the world with a blow in the teeth of a wrong.
Laugh, for the time is brief, a thread the length of a span.
Laugh and be proud to belong to the old proud pageant of man.
La Bella Mano
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
O BELLA Mano, che ti lavi e piaci
In quel medesmo tuo puro elemento
Lead Them To Thee
© Robert Wadsworth Lowry
Lead them, my God, to Thee,
Lead them to Thee,
These children dear of mine,
Thou gavest me.
O, by Thy love divine,
La Republique Des Lettres
© André Marie de Chénier
Fragment
Il n'est que d'être roi pour être heureux au monde.
Lines Suggested By The Last Words Of Berengarius. Ob. Anno Dom. 1088
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
No more 'twixt conscience staggering and the Pope
Soon shall I now before my God appear,
By him to be acquitted, as I hope;
By him to be condemned, as I fear.--
La Sombre Del Ala
© Amado Ruiz de Nervo
Tú que piensas que no creo
cuando argüimos los dos,
no imaginas mi deseo,
mi sed, mi hambre de Dios;
Leave-Taking
© Louise Bogan
I do not know where either of us can turn
Just at first, waking from the sleep of each other.
L'Adieu
© Guillaume Apollinaire
J'ai cueilli ce brin de bruyère
L'automne est morte souviens-t'en
Nous ne nous verrons plus sur terre
Odeur du temps Brin de bruyère
Et souviens-toi que je t'attends
Like New
© Michael Rosen
The ones too broke or wise to get parts
from a dealer come here where the mud is red
and eternal. Eight front ends
