Poems begining by L
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Lines on the Death of Julia
© Thomas Love Peacock
Accept, bright spirit, reft in life's best bloom
This votive wreath to thy untimely tomb.
Love of Fame, The Universal Passion (excerpt)
© Edward Young
Man's rich with little, were his judgment true;
Nature is frugal, and her wants are few;
Lone Mountain
© Francis Bret Harte
This is that hill of awe
That Persian Sindbad saw,--
The mount magnetic;
And on its seaward face,
Scattered along its base,
The wrecks prophetic.
La Doncella Verde
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
¡Oh doncella, que guardas los suspiros más graves
del hombre, como guarda un llavero sus llaves:
un relámpago anuncia que el instante se acerca
en que tiñas de ti las aguas de mi alberca,
y a tu paso, fosfórica e inviolable mujer,
mi corazón se abre, pronto a reverdecer.!
L'Albatros (The Albatross)
© Charles Baudelaire
Souvent, pour s'amuser, les hommes d'équipage
Prennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers,
Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage,
Le navire glissant sur les gouffres amers.
Latest Views Of Mr. Biglow
© James Russell Lowell
Ef I a song or two could make
Like rockets druv by their own burnin',
Limerick: There Was a Young Lady of Wilts
© William Cosmo Monkhouse
There was a young lady of Wilts,
Who walked up to Scotland on stilts;
When they said it was shocking
To show so much stocking
She answered: "Then what about kilts?"
Little Girls Must Not Fret
© Ann Taylor
WHAT is it that makes little Emily cry?
Come then, let mamma wipe the tear from her eye:
Therelay down your head on my bosomthat's right,
And now tell mamma what's the matter to-night.
LA PENALE (The Fine)
© Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
Li preti, già sse sa, fanno la caccia
A 'gni sorte de spece de quadrini.
Mo er mi' curato ha messo du' carlini
De murta a chi vò dì 'na parolaccia.
Lovers
© Arthur Henry Adams
I thought, because we had been friends so long,
That I knew all your dear lips dared intend
Longing
© George Herbert
With sick and famisht eyes,
With doubling knees and weary bones,
To thee my cries,
To thee my grones,
To thee my sighs, my tears ascend:
No end?
Le Doux Sommeil Habite
© André Marie de Chénier
Le doux sommeil habite où sourit la fortune,
Pareil aux faux amis, le malheur l'importune.
Il vole se poser, loin des cris de douleurs,
Sur des yeux que jamais n'ont altérés les pleurs.
Lines For An Album
© Weldon Kees
Over the river and through the woods
To grandmothers house we go ...
Lucys Birthday
© William Makepeace Thackeray
Seventeen rosebuds in a ring,
Thick with sister flowers beset,
Lone Wild Goose
© Du Fu
Alone, the wild goose refuses food and drink,
his calls searching for the flock.
Lord! it is not life to live
© Augustus Montague Toplady
Lord! it is not life to live
If thy presence Thou deny:
Little Lotties Grievance
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
MAMA'S in heaven! and so, you see
My sister Bet's mamma to me.
Oh! yes, I love her!--that's to say,
I love her well the whole bright day;
Limerick: There was a Young Lady of Hull
© Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady of Hull,
Who was chased by a virulent bull;
But she seized on a spade,
And called out, 'Who's afraid?'
Which distracted that virulent bull.
Les Millwin
© Ezra Pound
The little Millwins attend the Russian Ballet.
The mauve and greenish souls of the little Millwins
Were seen lying along the upper seats
Like so many unused boas.
