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- Jerome, you are a mighty famous man— Ambrose Bierce The Jack of Clubs
- Jesu, Maria—I am near to death, John Henry Newman The Dream of Gerontius
- Jesus Christ, the Lord’s Anointed, John Newton On One Stone Shall Be Seven Eyes
- Jesus is mine! I’m now prepared John Newton Habakkuk 3:17–18
- Jesus, my gentle Jesus, James Weldon Johnson The Crucifixion
- Jesus, Thou divine Companion, Henry van Dyke Jr. Hymn of Labor
- Jesus, to what didst thou submit, John Newton The Woman of Samaria
- Jesus, where’er thy people meet, William Cowper Another
- Jesus, who bought us with his blood, John Newton The Prayer of Jabez
- Jesus, whose blood so freely stream’d William Cowper Jehovah-Shalem—The Lord Send Peace
- John Galt and Doctor Dunlop witty James McIntyre Galt and Dunlop
- John in vision saw the day John Newton The Great Tribunal
- John Irish went, one luckless day, Ambrose Bierce XXII
- John Jackson, once a soldier bold, Ambrose Bierce The Veteran
- John S. Hittell, whose sovereign genius wields Ambrose Bierce By False Pretenses
- Johnston he is an engineer, James McIntyre Child Saved by Dog
- Jonas Keene thought his lot a hard one Edgar Lee Masters Albert Schirding
- Joseph Howe, none higher stood than thou, James McIntyre Departed Statesmen
- Joy comes and goes: hope ebbs and flows, Matthew Arnold To Fausta
- “Joy is a Duty,”—so with golden lore Henry van Dyke Jr. Joy and Duty
- Joy is a fruit that will not grow John Newton The Joy of the Lord Is Your Strength
- Joy to my bosom! rest to my fear! Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Syrophenician Woman
- Joy, shipmate, joy! Walt Whitman Joy, Shipmate, Joy!
- Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, Henry van Dyke Jr. Hymn of Joy
- Judge Armstrong, when the poor have sought your aid, Ambrose Bierce Judex Judicatus
- Judge Sawyer, whom in vain the people tried Ambrose Bierce XXI
- Judge Shafter, you’re an aged man, I know, Ambrose Bierce A Growler
- Judgment slumbered. God in mercy Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Retribution
- Jules Verne, that brilliant son of France, James McIntyre Short Route to the Orient
- Just a bit of ashes Georgia Douglas Johnson Song of the Sinner
- Just as the twilight’s holy hour Mary Weston Fordham To an Infant
- Just look, ’tis a quarter past six, love— Mary Weston Fordham The Coming Woman
- Just now you behold him at ease, Ring Lardner Charles Piez
- Just to give up, and trust Henry van Dyke Jr. Bitter-Sweet
- Keen, fitful gusts are whisp’ring here and there John Keats Sonnet
- Kind and gracious princess, more than friend, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Moses
- Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids John Donne Satire III
- Kind solace in a dying hour! Edgar Allan Poe Tamerlane
- Kindle, Saviour, in my heart John Newton Bitter and Sweet
- Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake, John Newton A Welcome to Christian Friends
- King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Alfred, Lord Tennyson Pelleas and Ettarre
- King Cole he reigned in Aureoland, George MacDonald King Cole
- King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood W. B. Yeats The Two Kings
- Kiss me: there now, little Neddy, George MacDonald The Mistletoe
- Kiss me! Georgia Douglas Johnson Amour
- Klockius so deeply hath sworn ne’er more to come John Donne Klockius
- Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, Henry van Dyke Jr. Shelley
- Know you the river near to Grez, Robert Louis Stevenson Know You the River Near to Grez
- Know, that I would accounted be W. B. Yeats To Ireland in the Coming Times
- Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the war Edgar Lee Masters Lydia Puckett
- Kusta ben Luka is my name, I write W. B. Yeats The Gift of Harun-al-Rashid
- Ladies, well I deem, delight John Henry Newman My Lady Nature and Her Daughters
- Lady of dusk wood fastnesses, William Carlos Williams First Praise
- Lady with thine eyes of beauty Mary Weston Fordham The Valentine
- Lancaster bore him—such a little town, Robert Frost A Hundred Collars
- Language, thou art too narrow and too weak John Donne Elegy
- Last night I dreamed that I was come again C. S. Lewis Spooks
- Last night we had a thunderstorm in style. Robert Louis Stevenson Last Night We Had a Thunderstorm in Style
- Last night you lost the rarest thing Georgia Douglas Johnson Friendship
- Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, Robert Louis Stevenson Winter-Time
- Late, O miller, Robert Louis Stevenson Late, O Miller
- Latest born of Jesse’s race, John Henry Newman The Call of David
- Laugh, my Friends, and without blame Matthew Arnold A Memory-Picture
- Lawrence, what though the world be growing dark, George MacDonald To One Threatened with Blindness
- Laws for creations, Walt Whitman Laws for Creations
- “Lay me in a cushioned chair; W. B. Yeats The Ballad of the Foxhunter
- Le garçon délabré qui n’a rien à faire T. S. Eliot Dans le Restaurant
- Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom John Henry Newman The Pillar of the Cloud
- Lean out of the window, James Joyce Lean Out of the Window
- Leaves are greygreen, William Carlos Williams Lines
- Legion was my name by nature, John Newton The Legion Dispossessed
- Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Coming of Arthur
- Let all who will Langston Hughes Pride
- Let Beauty awake in the morn from beautiful dreams, Robert Louis Stevenson Let Beauty Awake in the Morn from Beautiful Dreams
- Let hearts and tongues unite, John Newton Another
- Let heathen sing thy heathen praise, John Henry Newman The Greek Fathers
- “Let John P. Irish rise!” the edict rang Ambrose Bierce Ornithanthropos
- Let love go, if go she will. Robert Louis Stevenson Let Love Go, if Go She Will
- Let lowly theme engage my humble pen— Ambrose Bierce For a Certain Critic
- Let man’s soul be a sphere, and then, in this, John Donne Good-Friday, 1613, Riding Westward
- Let me but do my work from day to day, Henry van Dyke Jr. The Three Best Things
- Let me but feel thy look’s embrace, Henry van Dyke Jr. Love in a Look
- Let me confess that we two must be twain, William Shakespeare XXXVI
- Let me dwell on Golgotha, John Newton It Is Good to Be Here
- Let me make the songs for the people, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Songs for the People
- Let me not hate, although the bruising world decries my peace, Georgia Douglas Johnson Let Me Not Hate
- Let me not lose my dream, e’en though I scan the veil with eyes unseeing through their glaze of tears, Georgia Douglas Johnson Let Me Not Lose My Dream
- Let me not to the marriage of true minds William Shakespeare CXVI
- Let me pour forth John Donne A Valediction of Weeping
- “Let music flourish!” So he said and died. Ambrose Bierce A Bequest to Music
- Let not my love be call’d idolatry, William Shakespeare CV
- Let now your soul in this substantial world Robert Louis Stevenson An End of Travel
- Let others sing their favourite lay, James McIntyre Lay of the Spring
- “Let patriots manipulate Ambrose Bierce The Politician
- Let slaves and subjects with extolling psalms Ambrose Bierce Democracy
- Let that which stood in front go behind, Walt Whitman Reversals
- Let the bird of loudest lay, William Shakespeare The Phoenix and the Turtle
- Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade Wilfred Owen Arms and the Boy
- Let the rain kiss you. Langston Hughes An April Rain Song
- Let the reformers descend from the stands where they are forever bawling—let an idiot or insane person appear on each of the stands; Walt Whitman Transpositions
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