Love Poems – Page 1847

• 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 …

  by Hervey White

• 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, …

  by John Keats

• 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. …

  by Walter Savage Landor

• 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, …

  by Isabella Valancy Crawford

• Late Wisdom

  We've trod the maze of error round, / Long wandering in the winding glade; / And now the torch of truth is found, …

  by George Crabbe

• Latest Verses

  “On this day I completed my thirty-sixth year.“ / —MISSOLONGHI, JANUARY 23, 1824. / ’T IS time this heart should be unmoved, …

  by Lord Byron

• 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 …

  by Henri de Régnier

• Láttalak...

  Láttalak a multkor, / Mosolyogva néztél, / Éppen úgy, mint akkor, …

  by Ady Endre

• Laubenfest

  [7] LAUBENFEST / Schon hängen die Lampions wie bunte Trauben / An langen Schnüren über kleinen Beeten, …

  by Georg Heym

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