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Jenny kiss'd me when we met
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My true-love hath my heart, and I have his


Jenny kiss'd me when we met (L. Hunt, OBEV)
Jesu is in my heart, his sacred name (G. Herbert, Meta)
John Anderson, my jo, John (R. Burns, Gold)
John anderson, my jo, John (R. Burns, OBEV)
Just now (A. Crapsey, MAP)
Just where the Treasury's marble front (E.C. Stedman, YBAV)

Keep me, I pray, in wisdom's way (E. Field, YBAV)
Kinde pitty chokes my spleene; brave scorn forbids (J. Donne, Meta)
King sits in Dunfermline town (Anonymous, OBEV)
Kings go by with jewelled crowns (J. Masefield, MBP)
Know Celia, since thou art so proud (T. Carew, Meta)
Know, Celia, since thou art so proud (T. Carew, OBEV)

Ladies, though to your conquering eyes (Sir G. Etherege, OBEV)
Lady Mary Villiers lies (T. Carew, OBEV)
Lark now leaves his watry Nest (Sir W. Davenant, Meta)
Lark now leaves his wat'ry nest (Sir W. Davenant, OBEV)
Last and greatest herald of Heaven's King (W. Drummond, Gold)
Last and greatest Herald of Heaven's King (W. Drummond, OBEV)
Last night a sword-light in the sky (J. Freeman, MBP)
Late at een, drinkin' the wine (Anonymous, OBEV)
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed (R.L. Stevenson, MBP)
Lawrence of vertuous Father vertuous Son (J. Milton, OBEV)
Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son (J. Milton, Gold)
Lay a garland on my herse (J. Fletcher, OBEV)
Lean coyote, prowler of the night (C.E.S. Wood, MAP)
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust (Sir P. Sidney, OBEV)
Leaves are falling; so am I (W.S. Landor, OBEV)
Lend me thy fillet, Love(E.R. Sill, YBAV)
Lenten ys come with love to toune (Anonymous, OBEV)
Lestenyt, lordynges, both elde and yinge (Anonymous, OBEV)
Let mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this (J. Donne, Meta)
Let me go forth, and share (W. Watson, MBP)
Let me go forth, and share (W. Watson, OBEV)
Let me live out my years in heat of blood(J.G. Neihardt, MAP)
Let me move slowly through the street (W.C. Bryant, YBAV)
Let me not to the marriage of true minds (W. Shakespeare, Gold)
Let me not to the marriage of true minds (W. Shakespeare, OBEV)
Let me powre forth (J. Donne, Meta)
Let the bird of loudest lay (W. Shakespeare, OBEV)
Let us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice (T. Jordan, OBEV)
Life! I know not what thou art (A.L. Barbauld, Gold)
Life! I know not what thou art (A.L. Barbauld, OBEV)
Life of Life! thy lips enkindle (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
Like a gaunt, scraggly pine (J.G. Fletcher, MAP)
Like a gondola of green scented fruits (R. Aldington, MBP)
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore (W. Shakespeare, Gold)
Like the Idalian queen (W. Drummond, OBEV)
Like thee I once have stemm'd the sea of life (J. Beattie, OBEV)
Like to Diana in her summer weed (R. Greene, OBEV)
Like to the clear in highest sphere (T. Lodge, Gold)
Like to the clear in highest sphere (T. Lodge, OBEV)
Lincoln(W. Bynner, MAP)
Linnet in the rocky dells (E. Brontë, OBEV)
Listen to the tawny thief (F.D. Sherman, MAP)
Little angels of Heaven (F.M. Hueffer, MBP)
Little gate was reached at last (J.R. Lowell, YBAV)
Little think'st thou, poore flower (J. Donne, Meta)
Little toy dog is covered with dust (E. Field, MAP)
London, my beautiful (F.S. Flint, MBP)
London, thou art of townes A per se (W. Dunbar, OBEV)
Long has the summer sunlight shone (W.A. Butler, YBAV)
Long-expected one-and-twenty (S. Johnson, OBEV)
Look at my knees (R. Graves, MBP)
Look not thou on beauty's charming (Sir W. Scott, OBEV)
Look—on the topmost branches of the world (J.H. Wheelock, MAP)
Look out upon the stars, my love (E.C. Pinkney, YBAV)
Loppèd tree in time may grow again (R. Southwell, OBEV)
Lo, quhat it is to love (A. Scott, OBEV)
Lord, how can man preach thy eternall word(G. Herbert, Meta)
Lords, knights, and squires, the numerous band (M. Prior, OBEV)
Lord when the wise men came from farr (S. Godolphin, Meta)
Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store (G. Herbert, Meta)
Lo! 't is a gala night (E.A. Poe, YBAV)
Lo, to the battle-ground of Life (L. Untermeyer, MAP)
Loud mockers in the roaring street (R. Le Gallienne, OBEV)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back (G. Herbert, Meta)
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back (G. Herbert, OBEV)
Love, brave Vertues younger Brother (R. Crashaw, Meta)
Love guards the roses of thy lips (T. Lodge, OBEV)
Love in fantastic triumph sate (A. Behn, OBEV)
Love in her Sunny Eyes does basking play (A. Cowley, Meta)
Love in my bosom like a bee (T. Lodge, OBEV)
Love is a sickness full of woes (S. Daniel, OBEV)
Love is enough: though the World be a-waning (W. Morris, OBEV)
Love is the blossom where there blows (G. Fletcher, OBEV)
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now (A.E. Housman, MBP)
Lovely lass o' Inverness (R. Burns, Gold)
Lovely lass o' Inverness (R. Burns, OBEV)
Love not me for comely grace (Anonymous, Gold)
Love not me for comely grace (Anonymous, OBEV)
Love, thou are absolute, sole Lord (R. Crashaw, OBEV)
Love, thou art Absolute sole lord (R. Crashaw, Meta)
Love thy country, wish it well (G.B. Dodington, OBEV)
Love wing'd my Hopes and taught me how to fly (Anonymous, OBEV)
Lo! where the rosy-bosom'd Hours (T. Gray, Gold)

Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes (H.W. Longfellow, YBAV)
Man of life upright (T. Campion, OBEV)
Man's mind is larger than his brow of tears (W.E. Leonard, MAP)
Many a green isle needs must be (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
Marie hamilton 's to the kirk gane (Anonymous, OBEV)
Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like (G. Meredith, OBEV)
Mark you the floore? that square & speckled stone (G. Herbert, Meta)
Martial, the things that do attain (H. Howard, OBEV)
Marvel of marvels, if I myself shall behold (C.G. Rossetti, OBEV)
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings (W. Cowper, Gold)
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings (W. Cowper, OBEV)
Master of human destinies am I(J.J. Ingalls, YBAV)
Maud Muller, on a summer's day (J.G. Whittier, YBAV)
May! Be thou never graced with birds that sing (W. Browne, OBEV)
May! queen of blossoms (E. Thurlow, OBEV)
Melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year (W.C. Bryant, YBAV)
Men grew sae cauld, maids sae unkind (W. Thom, OBEV)
Merchant, to secure his treasure (M. Prior, Gold)
Merchant, to secure his treasure (M. Prior, OBEV)
Merry Margaret (J. Skelton, OBEV)
Me so oft my fancy drew (G. Wither, OBEV)
Methought I saw my late espousèd Saint (J. Milton, OBEV)
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam (J.H. Payne, YBAV)
Mild is the parting year, and sweet (W.S. Landor, OBEV)
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour (W. Wordsworth, OBEV)
Mine be a cot beside the hill (S. Rogers, Gold)
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord (J.W. Howe, YBAV)
Miss Blank—at Blank. Jemima, let it go(H.C. Bunner, YBAV)
Miss Flora M'Flimsey, of Madison Square (W.A. Butler, YBAV)
Moon in heaven's garden, among the clouds that wander (J.P. Peabody, MAP)
More love or more disdain I crave (C. Webbe, OBEV)
More we live, more brief appear (T. Campbell, Gold)
Mortality, behold and fear (F. Beaumont, Gold)
Mortality, behold and fear(F. Beaumont, OBEV)
Most glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day (E. Spenser, OBEV)
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
Mother, I cannot mind my wheel (W.S. Landor, OBEV)
Mother of God! as evening falls (J. Hay, YBAV)
Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia(J. Keats, OBEV)
Moth's kiss, first(R. Browning, OBEV)
Mountain and the squirrel (R.W. Emerson, YBAV)
Mountains, and the lonely death at last (L. Johnson, MBP)
Moving sun-shapes on the spray (T. Hardy, MBP)
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold (J. Keats, Gold)
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold (J. Keats, OBEV)
Muffled drum's sad roll has beat (T. O'Hara, YBAV)
Murmur of the mourning ghost (S. Dobell, OBEV)
Music, when soft voices die (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
Music, when soft voices die (P.B. Shelley, OBEV)
Must I then see, alas! eternal night (Lord Herbert, Meta)
My arms are round you, and I lean (J.M. Synge, MBP)
My aunt! my dear unmarried aunt(O.W. Holmes, YBAV)
My blood so red (Anonymous, OBEV)
My coachman, in the moonlight there (J.R. Lowell, YBAV)
My Damon was the first to wake (G. Crabbe, OBEV)
My days among the dead are past (R. Southey, Gold)
My days among the Dead are past (R. Southey, OBEV)
My dead love came to me, and said (S. Phillips, MBP)
My dear and only Love, I pray (J. Graham, OBEV)
My dearest Rival, least our Love (Sir J. Suckling, Meta)
My delight and thy delight (R. Bridges, OBEV)
My faint spirit was sitting in the light (P.B. Shelley, OBEV)
My faith looks up to Thee (R. Palmer, YBAV)
My grief on the sea (D. Hyde, OBEV)
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains (J. Keats, Gold)
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains (J. Keats, OBEV)
My heart is high above, my body is full of bliss (Anonymous, OBEV)
My heart is like a singing bird (C.G. Rossetti, OBEV)
My heart leaps up when I behold (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
My heart leaps up when I behold (W. Wordsworth, OBEV)
My lady has a tea-gown (E. Field, YBAV)
My Life is measur'd by this glasse, this glasse (J. Hall, Meta)
My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes (C. Patmore, OBEV)
My Love in her attire doth show her wit (Anonymous, Gold)
My Love in her attire doth show her wit (Anonymous, OBEV)
My Love is of a birth as rare (A. Marvell, Meta)
My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming (W. Shakespeare, OBEV)
My love o'er the water bends dreaming (J. Thomson, OBEV)
My lute, awake! perform the last (Sir T. Wyatt, OBEV)
My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow (W. Drummond, Gold)
My mother bore me in the southern wild (W. Blake, OBEV)
My new-cut ashlar takes the light (R. Kipling, OBEV)
Mynheer Hans Von Der Bloom has got (E. Field, YBAV)
My noble, lovely, little Peggy (M. Prior, OBEV)
My Peggy is a young thing (A. Ramsay, OBEV)
My Phillis hath the morning sun (T. Lodge, OBEV)
My silks and fine array (W. Blake, OBEV)
My soul, sit thou a patient looker-on (F. Quarles, OBEV)
My soul, there is a country (H. Vaughan, OBEV)
My thoughts hold mortal strife (W. Drummond, Gold)
My thoughts hold mortal strife (W. Drummond, OBEV)
My tower was grimly builded (E.R. Sill, YBAV)
My true love hath my heart, and I have his (Sir P. Sidney, OBEV)
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his (Sir P. Sidney, Gold)
 



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