Love Poems – Page 167

• A la vacuna

  Vasconcelos ilustre, en cuyas manos / el gran monarca del imperio ibero / las peligrosas riendas deposita …

  by Andrés Bello

• A la verdad

  Sacrosanta verdad, virtud divina, / del mundo aborrecida y desterrada, / este pequeño don, que te destina …

  by León de Arroyal

• À la ville du Mans

  by Joachim du Bellay

• A la virgen

  I / ¿Qué loor hay que te cuadre, / reina de la empírea corte, …

  by Clemente Althaus

• A lába csupaszon

  A lába csupaszon, a haja szétziláltan, / kákasátorban ült, térdéig meztelen; / azt hittem hirtelen, hogy tündérre találtam, …

  by Victor Hugo

• A Lady

  You are beautiful and faded, / Like an old opera tune / Played upon a harpsichord; …

  by Amy Lowell

• À Lamennais

  Quand l'aigle, se berçant dans un essor sublime, / Plane loin de la terre au séjour éthéré, / Si son regard de roi descend sonder l'abîme …

  by Auguste Lacaussade

• A Lament

  O World! O Life! O Time! / On whose last steps I climb, / Trembling at that where I had stood before; …

  by Percy Bysshe Shelley

• A Lament for Flodden

  I've heard them lilting at our ewe-milking, / Lasses a' lilting before dawn o' day; / But now they are moaning on ilka green loaning— …

  by Jane Elliot

• A Lancashire Doxology

  “Some cotton has lately been imported into Farringdon, where the mills have been closed for a considerable time. The people, who were previously in the deepest distress, went out to meet the cotton: the women wept over the bales and kissed them, and finally sang the Doxology over them.”—Spectator…

  by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

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