Love Poems – Page 3131

• The Last Bowstrings

  They had brought in such sheafs of hair, / And flung them all about us there / In the loud noonday’s heat and glare: …

  by Edward Lucas White

• The Last Buccaneer

  Oh, England is a pleasant place for those that's rich and high; / But England is a cruel place for such poor folks as I; / And such a port for Mariners I ne'er shall see again, …

• The Last Cup of Canary

  So, the powder ’s low, and the larder ’s clean, / And surrender drapes, with its blacks impending, / All the stage for a sorry and sullen scene: …

  by Helen Gray Cone

• The Last Days

  The russet leaves of the sycamore / Lie at last on the valley floor— / By the autumn wind swept to and fro …

  by George Sterling

• The Last Fight

  That night I think that no one slept; / No bells were struck, no whistle blew, / And when the watch was changed I crept …

  by Lewis Frank Tooker

• The Last Furrow

  The spirit OF EARTH with still, restoring hands, / Mid ruin moves, in glimmering chasm gropes, / And mosses mantle and the bright flower opes; …

  by Edwin Markham

• The Last Good-By

  How shall we know it is the last good-by? / The skies will not be darkened in that hour, / No sudden blight will fall on leaf or flower, …

  by Louise Chandler Moulton

• The Last Hunt

  Oh, it ’s twenty gallant gentlemen / Rode out to hunt the deer, / With mirth upon the silver horn …

  by William Roscoe Thayer

• The Last Landlord

  You who dread the cares and labors / Of the tenant’s annual quest, / You who long for peace and rest, …

  by Elizabeth Akers Allen

• The Last Leaf

  I saw him once before, / As he passed by the door, / And again …

  by Oliver Wendell Holmes

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