Love Poems – Page 537

• Burial of the Dead

  I THOUGHT to meet no more, so dreary seem'd / Death's interposing veil, and thou so pure, / Thy place in Paradise …

  by John Keble

• Burns

  Wild rose of Alloway! my thanks; / Thou ’mindst me of that autumn noon / When first we met upon “the banks …

  by Fitz-Greene Halleck

• Busco en la muerte la vida

  Busco en la muerte la vida, / salud en la enfermedad, / en la prisión libertad, …

  by Miguel de Cervantes

• Büßende Liebe

  [114] Büßende Liebe. / Aus deinen grauen Augen droht, / mir so vertraut, …

  by Richard Dehmel

• Bussy, nostre Printemps s'en va presque expiré

  Ode / Bussy, nostre Printemps s'en va presque expiré, / Il est temps de joüyr du repos asseuré, …

  by Honorat de Bueil, seigneur de Racan

• Bustamante Varela y Vilasa

  JULIÁN / Y yo los pusiera pior / ataos en un hormiguero, …

  by Antonio Lussich

• But little Carmine hath her face —

  But little Carmine hath her face — / Of Emerald scant — her Gown — / Her Beauty — is the love she doth — …

• But Once

  Tell me, wide wandering soul, in all thy quest / Sipping or draining deep from crystal rim / Where pleasure sparkled, when did over brim …

  by Theodore Winthrop

• Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-me-Not

  Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-me-not--- / These three bloomed in a garden spot; / And once, all merry with song and play, …

• Butterstullenwerfen

  [46] Butterstullenwerfen. / Es fliegt ein Stein (die Hand warf ihn gut) / Kräftig, wagrecht über die Fluth. …

  by Theodor Fontane

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