Poems begining by L

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Late Confession

© Gary Soto

Monsignor, I believed Jesus followed me

With his eyes, and when I slept,

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Lines From A Letter To A Young Clerical Friend

© John Greenleaf Whittier

A STRENGTH Thy service cannot tire,
A faith which doubt can never dim,
A heart of love, a lip of fire,
O Freedom's God! be Thou to him!

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La Saeta

© Antonio Machado

Dijo una voz popular:
Quién me presta una escalera
para subir al madero
para quitarle los clavos
a Jesús el Nazareno?

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Lohengrin

© Emma Lazarus

THE holy bell, untouched by human hands,
Clanged suddenly, and tolled with solemn knell.
Between the massive, blazoned temple-doors,
Thrown wide, to let the summer morning in,

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Life

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Acrust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of joy to a peck of trouble,
And never a laugh but the moans come double;
  And that is life!

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Lover's Petition

© Ralph Waldo Emerson

Good Heart, that ownest all!

I ask a modest boon and small:

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London, 1802

© André Breton



Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour:

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Leto and Niobe

© Sappho

Before they were mothers
Leto and Niobe
had been the most
devoted of friends

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Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing

© James Weldon Johnson

Lift ev’ry voice and sing, 

Till earth and heaven ring,

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L’Envoi: Brussels, Hotel Du Midi

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

IT'S copied out at last: very poor stuff

Writ in the cold, with pauses of the cramp.

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Literary

© Kenneth Fearing

I sing of simple people and the hardier virtues, by Associated Stuffed Shirts & Company, Incorporated, 358 West 42d Street, New York, brochure enclosed
  of Christ on the Cross, by a visitor to Calvary, first class
  art deals with eternal, not current verities, revised from last week's Sunday supplement
  guess what we mean, in The Literary System, and a thousand noble answers to a thousand empty questions, by a patriot who needs the dough.

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Limitations Of Genius

© James Whitcomb Riley

The audience entire seemed pleased--indeed
_Extremely_ pleased. And little Maymie, freed
From her task of instructing, ran to show
Her wondrous colored picture to and fro
Among the company.

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Love Like Salt

© Paul Eluard

It lies in our hands in crystals

too intricate to decipher

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Living in the Body

© Joyce Sutphen

Body is something you need in order to stay

on this planet and you only get one.

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Lament

© Thom Gunn

Your dying was a difficult enterprise.

First, petty things took up your energies,

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Last Wish

© Théophile Gautier

A long time have I known you... Why,

Full eighteen years, I must confess!

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La Bizarra Capital De Mi Estado

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

He de encomiar en verso sincerista
La capital bizarra
De mi Estado, que es un
Cielo cruel y una tierra colorada

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Lines Written Near San Francisco

© Louis Simpson

I wake and feel the city trembling.
Yes, there is something unsettled in the air 
And the earth is uncertain.

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Lydia H. Sigourney

© John Greenleaf Whittier

She sang alone, ere womanhood had known
The gift of song which fills the air to-day
Tender and sweet, a music all her own
May fitly linger where she knelt to pray.

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LXXXIII: Spring

© Alfred Tennyson

Dip down upon the northern shore,
O sweet new-year, delaying long;
Thou doest expectant Nature wrong,
Delaying long, delay no more.