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- J’ai cueilli ce brin de bruyère by Guillaume Apollinaire
- J’ai peur d’un baiser by Paul Verlaine
- J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans. by Charles Baudelaire
- J’ai vu passer dans mon rêve by Paul Verlaine
- Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began, by Henry Lawson
- Jack in the pulpit by Clara Smith
- Jack was a swarthy, swaggering son-of-a-gun. by Carl Sandburg
- Jack would laugh an’ joke all day; by Robert Service
- Jane, Jane, by Dame Edith Sitwell
- January cold desolate; by Christina Rossetti
- Janus am I; oldest of potentates; by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Jaspar was poor, and want and vice by Robert Southey
- JAZZ est un gros mot : by James A. Emanuel
- Je chante le Seigneur by James A. Emanuel
- Je fais souvent ce rêve étrange et pénétrant by Paul Verlaine
- Je ne veux plus aimer que ma mère Marie. by Paul Verlaine
- Je ne viens pas ce soir vaincre ton corps, ô bête by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Je suis belle, ô mortels! comme un rêve de pierre, by Charles Baudelaire
- Je suis comme le roi d’un pays pluvieux, by Charles Baudelaire
- Je suis l’Empire à la fin de la décadence, by Paul Verlaine
- Je suis né romantique et j’eusse été fatal by Paul Verlaine
- Je t’apporte l’enfant d’une nuit d’Idumée! by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Jehovah to my words give ear by John Milton
- Jellicle Cats come out tonight, by T. S. Eliot
- Jenny kissed me when we met, by James Henry Leigh Hunt
- Jenny was my first sweetheart; by Robert Service
- Jerico, Jerico, by Willard Wattles
- Jerry MacMullen, the millionaire, by Robert Service
- Jerusalem, my happy home, by Anonymous
- Jes’ lak toddy wahms you thoo’ by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- JEST as atween the awk’ard lines a hand we love has penn’d by Eugene Field
- Jesus! thy Crucifix by Emily Dickinson
- John Anderson, my jo John, by Robert Burns
- John Brown and Jeanne at Fontainebleau— by Florence Wilkinson
- John Grubby who was short and stout by G. K. Chesterton
- Johnny had a golden head by Christina Rossetti
- Johnny, sweetheart, can you be true by Robert Graves
- Join mates in mirth to me, by Sir Philip Sidney
- Jolly old St. Nicholas, Lean your ear this way! by Anonymous
- Jonas Keene thought his lot a hard one by Edgar Lee Masters
- Jones had a dog; it had a chain; by G. K. Chesterton
- Joy stayed with me a night— by Dorothy Parker
- Joy to have merited the Pain— by Emily Dickinson
- Joy to the world! The Lord is come: by Isaac Watts
- Joy to thee, Lady! many years of joy by Thomas Gent
- Joy’s City hath high battlements of gold; by Isabella Valancy Crawford
- Judgment is justest by Emily Dickinson
- Julia and I did lately sit by Robert Herrick
- Julia was careless, and withal by Robert Herrick
- Julia, I bring by Robert Herrick
- Julia, if I chance to die by Robert Herrick
- Julia, when thy Herrick dies, by Robert Herrick
- July the first, of a morning clear, one thousand six hundred and ninety, by Anonymous
- June 4th! Do you know what that date means? by Bret Harte
- Just a changing sea of colour by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Just as He spoke it from his Hands by Emily Dickinson
- Just as I shape the purport of my thought, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Just as I wonder at the twofold screen by Edwin Arlington Robinson
- Just as my fingers on these keys by Wallace Stevens
- Just as the moon was fading by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
- Just as the sun was setting by Ellis Parker Butler
- Just as this wood, cast on the snaky fire, by John Freeman
- Just at the self-same beat of Time’s wide wings by John Keats
- Just fifty years ago to-night, by John L. Stoddard
- Just for a handful of silver he left us, by Robert Browning
- Just Home and Love! the words are small by Robert Service
- Just lost, when I was saved! by Emily Dickinson
- Just now the lilac is in bloom, by Rupert Brooke
- Just now, by Adelaide Crapsey
- Just Once! Oh least Request! by Emily Dickinson
- Just one cast more! how many a year by Andrew Lang
- Just so—Jesus—raps— by Emily Dickinson
- Just think! some night the stars will gleam by Robert Service
- Just whistle a bit, if the day be dark, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
