LamentWilfrid GibsonWe who are left, how shall we look again
Last SnowAndrew YoungAlthough the snow still lingers
Last SnowAndrew YoungAlthough the snow still lingers
Lion HuntsPatricia BeerA lion is never a lion in a royal hunt
Little FishD H LawrenceThe tiny fish enjoy themselves
London SnowRobert BridgesWhen men were all asleep the snow came flying
Long TomWilfrid GibsonHe talked of Delhi brothels half the night
Longer Hymn to the Aton AkhnatonThy dawning is beautiful in the horizon of heaven, O living Aton, Beginning of life!
Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry NowA E HousmanLoveliest of trees, the cherry now
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