Love Poems – Page 1847
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Last Night
Last night the full moon laid a cloth of white / Within my window, spread upon my bed, / And, with her old-time splendor, asked of me … -
Last Sonnet
Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art— / Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, / And watching, with eternal lids apart, … -
Last Week
Oh, the new-chum went to the backblock run, / But he should have gone there last week. / He tramped ten miles with a loaded gun, … -
Late Leaves
The leaves are falling; so am I; / The few late flowers have moisture in the eye; / So have I too. … -
Late Loved--Well Loved
He stood beside her in the dawn-- / And she his Dawn and she his Spring. / From her bright palm she fed her fawn, … -
Late Wisdom
We've trod the maze of error round, / Long wandering in the winding glade; / And now the torch of truth is found, … -
Latest Verses
“On this day I completed my thirty-sixth year.“ / —MISSOLONGHI, JANUARY 23, 1824. / ’T IS time this heart should be unmoved, … -
Latone
Le quinconce, le buis, les ifs et les cyprès, / La rocaille coquette et la vasque pensive / D’où s’épanche ou jaillit l’onde dolente ou vive … -
Láttalak...
Láttalak a multkor, / Mosolyogva néztél, / Éppen úgy, mint akkor, … -
Laubenfest
[7] LAUBENFEST / Schon hängen die Lampions wie bunte Trauben / An langen Schnüren über kleinen Beeten, …
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