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 It was a' for our rightfu' King, 505

It was many and many a year ago, 695

It was not in the Winter, 651

It was not like your great and gracious ways!, 762

It was the Winter wilde, 307

Its edges foam'd with amethyst and rose, 873

Jenny kiss'd me when we met, 592

John Anderson, my jo, John, 497

Know, Celia, since thou art so proud, 293

Ladies, though to your conquering eyes, 404

Late at een, drinkin' the wine, 370

Lawrence of vertuous Father vertuous Son, 319

Lay a garland on my herse, 209

Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, 95

Lenten ys come with love to toune, 3

Lestenyt, lordynges, both elde and Bynge, 7

Let me go forth, and share, 853

Let me not to the marriage of true minds, 162

Let the bird of loudest lay, 144

Let us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice, 335

Life! I know not what thou art, 474

Like the Idalian queen, 225

Like thee I once have stemm'd the sea of life, 472

Like to Diana in her summer weed, 103

Like to the clear in highest sphere, 100

Lo, quhat it is to love, 44

London, thou art of townes A per se, 19

Long-expected One-and-twenty, 450

Look not thou on beauty's charming, 544

Lords, knights, and squires, the numerous band, 423

Loud mockers in the roaring street, 869

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, 286

Love guards the roses of thy lips, 99

Love in fantastic triumph sate, 411

Love in my bosom like a bee, 97

Love is a sickness full of woes, 111

Love is enough: though the World be a-waning, 801

Love is the blossom where there blows, 233

Love not me for comely grace, 71

Love, thou art absolute, sole Lord, 338