Love Poems – Page 3140

• The Lyttel Boy

  Some time there ben a lyttel boy / That wolde not renne and play, / And helpless like that little tyke …

  by Eugene Field

• The Mad Maid's Song

  Good-morrow to the day so fair, / Good-morning, sir, to you; / Good-morrow to mine own torn hair …

  by Robert Herrick

• The Mahogany-Tree

  Christmas is here; / Winds whistle shrill, / Icy and chill, …

  by William Makepeace Thackeray

• The Maid's Lament

  I LOVED him not; and yet now he is gone, / I feel I am alone. / I check'd him while he spoke; yet, could he speak, …

  by Walter Savage Landor

• The Maize

  “That precious seed into the furrow cast / Earliest in spring-time crowns the harvest last.” / —PHŒBE CARY. …

  by William Whiteman Fosdick

• The Making of Man

  As the insect from the rock / Takes the color of its wing; / As the boulder from the shock …

  by John White Chadwick

• The Malay — took the Pearl —

  The Malay — took the Pearl — / Not — I — the Earl — / I — feared the Sea — too much …

• The Man He Killed

  “had he and I but met / By some old ancient inn, / We should have sat us down to wet …

  by Thomas Hardy

• The Man in the Moon

  Said the Raggedy Man on a hot afternoon, / “My! / Sakes! …

  by James Whitcomb Riley

• The Man Who Frets at Worldly Strife

  The man who frets at worldly strife / Grows sallow, sour, and thin; / Give us the lad whose happy life …

  by Joseph Rodman Drake

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