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La Chanson Du Malaime
© Guillaume Apollinaire
Un soir de demi-brume à Londres
Un voyou qui ressemblait à
Lord Kitchener
© Robert Seymour Bridges
Among Herculean deeds the miracle
That mass'd the labour of ten years in one
Shall be thy monument. Thy work was done
Ere we could thank thee; and the high sea swell
Surgeth unheeding where thy proud ship fell
By the lone Orkneys, at the set of sun.
Lassitude
© Mathilde Blind
I laid me down beside the sea,
Endless in blue monotony;
The clouds were anchored in the sky.
Sometimes a sail went idling by.
Lise
© Rose Terry Cooke
IF I were a cloud in heaven,
I would hang over thee;
If I were a star of even,
I d rise and set for thee;
For love, life, light, were given
Thy ministers to be.
Life Or Death?
© George MacDonald
Is there a secret Joy, that may not weep,
For every flower that ends its little span,
Love One Another
© Khalil Gibran
Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup, but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf.
Lewti, Or The Circassian Love-Chaunt
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
At midnight by the stream I roved,
To forget the form I loved.
Image of Lewti! from my mind
Depart; for Lewti is not kind.
Limerick: There was a Young Lady of Norway,
© Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady of Norway,
Who casually sat on a doorway;
When the door squeezed her flat,
She exclaimed, 'What of that?'
This courageous Young Lady of Norway.
Little Miss Six OClock
© Edgar Albert Guest
JUST at the edge of the night and the morning,
Little Miss Six O'clock comes to my bed,
Lilac Blossoms
© Padraic Colum
WE mark the playing-time of sun and rain,
Until the rain too heavily upon us
Lines II
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
YE cannot add by any pile ye raise,
One jot or tittle to the statesman's fame;
That the world knows; to the far future days
Belongs his glory, and its radiant flame
Lines Written In The Album At Elbingerode, In The Hartz Forest
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I stood on Brocken's sovran height, and saw
Woods crowding upon woods, hills over hills
A surging scene, and only limited
By the blue distance. Heavily my way
Limerick: There was an Old Man in a boat
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Man in a boat,
Who said, 'I'm afloat! I'm afloat!'
When they said, 'No! you aint!'
He was ready to faint,
That unhappy Old Man in a boat.
Look Seaward, Sentinel!
© Alfred Austin
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Look seaward, Sentinel, and tell the land
What you behold.
"Let Us Give Thanks"
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
For the courage which comes when we call,
While troubles like hailstones fall;
Le Courroux DUn Amant
© André Marie de Chénier
Le courroux d'un amant n'est point inexorable.
Ah! si tu la voyais, cette belle coupable,
