905 match(es) found in poems


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My Last Duchess

FERRARA.
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
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Robert Browning

A Woman's Last Word

I.
Let's contend no more, Love,
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Robert Browning

Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
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Robert Burns

Laughing Song

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
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William Blake

The Last Word

Creep into thy narrow bed,
Creep, and let no more be said!
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Matthew Arnold

I Like To See It Lap The Miles,

I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
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Emily Dickinson

The Last Ride Together

I.
I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
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Robert Browning

How One Winter Came In The Lake Region

1 For weeks and weeks the autumn world stood still,
2 Clothed in the shadow of a smoky haze;
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William Wilfred Campbell

T Was Just This Time Last Year I Died.

'T was just this time last year I died.
I know I heard the corn,
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Emily Dickinson

The Laboratory

ANCIEN RGIME.
I.
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Robert Browning

Lak Of Stedfastnesse

Somtyme the world was so stedfast and stable
That mannes word was obligacioun,
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Geoffrey Chaucer

Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn

Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
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Emily Dickinson

The Lady's Yes

'Yes,' I answered you last night;
'No,' this morning, Sir, I say.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

This Is The Land The Sunset Washes,

This is the land the sunset washes,
These are the banks of the Yellow Sea;
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Emily Dickinson

Rose-Cheeked Laura

Rose-cheek'd Laura, come,
Sing thou smoothly with thy beauty's
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Thomas Campion

The Lazy Roof

The Roof it has a Lazy Time
A-Lying in the Sun;
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Gelett Burgess

A Model For The Laureate

ON thrones from China to Peru
All sorts of kings have sat
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William Butler Yeats

Holy Sonnets: Since She Whom I Lov'D Hath Paid Her Last Debt

Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
To nature, and to hers, and my good is dead,
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John Donne

Death And The Lady

TURN in, my lord, she said ;
As it were the Father of Sin
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Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Lay A Garland On My Hearse

Lay a garland on my hearse,
Of the dismal yew,
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Francis Beaumont

John Kinsella's Lament For Mr. Mary Moore

A BLOODY and a sudden end,
Gunshot or a noose,
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William Butler Yeats

Lass Of Cessnock Banks, The

A Song of Similes
Tune - 'If he be a Butcher neat and trim.'
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Robert Burns

Lines Written In A Lady's Album

GRANT me, I cried, some spell of art,
To turn with all a lover's care,
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Joseph Rodman Drake

To A Lady With A Withered Violet

THOUGH fate upon this faded flower
His withering hand has laid,
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Joseph Rodman Drake

Lines To A Lady

YES! heaven protect thee, thou gem of the ocean;
Dear land of my sires, though distant thy shores;
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Joseph Rodman Drake

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