| Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: A Ballad Of Boding. | There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams; | | 220 | 960 |
| 2: A Better Resurrection | I have no wit, no words, no tears; | | 24 | 550 |
| 3: A Bird Song. | It's a year almost that I have not seen her: | | 9 | 668 |
| 4: A Bird's-Eye View | Croak, croak, croak, | | 88 | 506 |
| 5: A Birthday | My heart is like a singing bird | | 16 | 656 |
| 6: A Bride Song. | Through the vales to my love! | | 43 | 479 |
| 7: A Bruised Reed Shall He Not Break | I will accept thy will to do and be, | | 24 | 439 |
| 8: A Candlemas Dialogue. | Love brought Me down; and cannot love make thee | | 30 | 414 |
| 9: A Chill | What can lambkins do | | 12 | 472 |
| 10: A Christmas Carol. | In the bleak mid-winter | | 40 | 475 |
| 11: A Daughter Of Eve. | A fool I was to sleep at noon, | | 15 | 521 |
| 12: A Dirge. | Why were you born when the snow was falling? | | 12 | 418 |
| 13: A Dream - Sonnet | Once in a dream (for once I dreamed of you) | | 14 | 508 |
| 14: A Farm Walk | The year stood at its equinox | | 68 | 473 |
| 15: A Fisher-Wife. | The soonest mended, nothing said; | | 16 | 415 |
| 16: A Green Cornfield. | A stage below, in gay accord, | | 16 | 372 |
| 17: A Helpmeet For Him. | Woman was made for man's delight, | | 11 | 400 |
| 18: A Hope Carol. | A night was near, a day was near; | | 24 | 508 |
| 19: A Life's Parallels. | Never on this side of the grave again, | | 12 | 468 |
| 20: A Martyr. The Vigil Of The Feast. | Inner not outer, without gnash of teeth | | 145 | 445 |
| 21: A Pageant And Other Poems. | Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome | | 14 | 377 |
| 22: A Pause Of Thought | I looked for that which is not, nor can be, | | 20 | 448 |
| 23: A Peal Of Bells | Strike the bells wantonly, | | 30 | 465 |
| 24: A Portrait | She gave up beauty in her tender youth, | | 28 | 481 |
| 25: A Prodigal Son. | Does that lamp still burn in my Father's house, | | 20 | 588 |
| 26: A Ring Posy | Jess and Jill are pretty girls, | | 21 | 462 |
| 27: A Rose Plant In Jericho. | At morn I plucked a rose and gave it Thee, | | 18 | 433 |
| 28: A Royal Princess | I, a princess, king-descended, decked with jewels, gilded, drest, | | 108 | 477 |
| 29: A Smile And A Sigh | A smile because the nights are short! | 1868 | 10 | 454 |
| 30: A Song Of Flight. | While we slumber and sleep, | | 15 | 403 |
| 31: A Summer Wish | Live all thy sweet life thro', | | 28 | 469 |
| 32: A Testimony | I said of laughter: it is vain. | | 78 | 345 |
| 33: A Triad - Sonnet | Three sang of love together: one with lips | | 14 | 392 |
| 34: A Wintry Sonnet. | A robin said: The Spring will never come, | | 14 | 521 |
| 35: A Year's Windfalls | On the wind of January | | 96 | 498 |
| 36: Advent | This Advent moon shines cold and clear, | | 56 | 332 |
| 37: After Communion. | Why should I call Thee Lord, Who art my God? | | 14 | 419 |
| 38: After Death - Sonnet | The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept | | 14 | 423 |
| 39: After This The Judgement | As eager homebound traveller to the goal, | | 70 | 382 |
| 40: All Saints. | They are flocking from the East | | 49 | 397 |
| 41: All Thy Works Praise Thee, O Lord. - A Processional Of Creation. | I, All-Creation, sing my song of praise | | 250 | 340 |
| 42: Amen | It is over. What is over? | | 17 | 453 |
| 43: Amor Mundi | Oh, where are you going with your love-locks flowing | 1865 | 20 | 392 |
| 44: An "Immurata" Sister. | Life flows down to death; we cannot bind | | 28 | 343 |
| 45: An Apple Gathering | I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple-tree | | 28 | 417 |
| 46: An Easter Carol. | Spring bursts to-day, | | 20 | 365 |
| 47: An End | Love, strong as Death, is dead. | | 20 | 455 |
| 48: An October Garden. | In my Autumn garden I was fain | | 14 | 437 |
| 49: An Old-World Thicket. | Awake or sleeping (for I know not which) | | 180 | 399 |
| 50: Another Spring | If I might see another Spring | | 24 | 402 |
| 51: At Home | When I was dead, my spirit turned | | 32 | 428 |
| 52: At Last. | Many have sung of love a root of bane: | | 14 | 377 |
| 53: Autumn | I dwell alone - I dwell alone, alone, | | 63 | 501 |
| 54: Autumn Violets | Keep love for youth, and violets for the spring: | 1868 | 14 | 540 |
| 55: Beauty Is Vain | While roses are so red, | | 16 | 412 |
| 56: Beauty Is Vain. | While roses are so red, | | 16 | 350 |
| 57: Before The Paling Of The Stars | Before the paling of the stars, | 1864 | 25 | 371 |
| 58: Behold A Shaking. | Man rising to the doom that shall not err, | | 28 | 408 |
| 59: Behold The Man! | Shall Christ hang on the Cross, and we not look? | | 14 | 380 |
| 60: Birchington Churchyard. | A lowly hill which overlooks a flat, | | 12 | 323 |
| 61: Bird Or Beast? | Did any bird come flying | | 20 | 388 |
| 62: Bird Raptures. | The sunrise wakes the lark to sing, | | 15 | 438 |
| 63: Bitter For Sweet | Summer is gone with all its roses, | | 8 | 447 |
| 64: Boy Johnny. | If you'll busk you as a bride | | 16 | 343 |
| 65: Brandons Both. | Oh fair Milly Brandon, a young maid, a fair maid! | | 76 | 344 |
| 66: Brother Bruin. | A dancing Bear grotesque and funny | | 57 | 371 |
| 67: Buds And Babies. | A million buds are born that never blow, | | 8 | 413 |
| 68: By The Sea. | Why does the sea moan evermore? | | 15 | 431 |
| 69: By The Waters Of Babylon | Here where I dwell I waste to skin and bone; | 1866 | 88 | 382 |
| 70: Child's Talk In April | I wish you were a pleasant wren, | | 45 | 415 |
| 71: Christian And Jew - A Dialogue | Oh happy happy land! | | 64 | 347 |
| 72: Christmas Carols. | Whoso hears a chiming for Christmas at the nighest, | | 83 | 435 |
| 73: Come Unto Me | Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of Christ | 1864 | 14 | 418 |
| 74: Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul | I am pale with sick desire, | 1863 | 48 | 363 |
| 75: Confluents | As rivers seek the sea, | | 32 | 399 |
| 76: Consider | Consider | 1866 | 20 | 413 |
| 77: Consider The Lilies Of The Field | Flowers preach to us if we will hear: | | 24 | 380 |
| 78: Cousin Kate | I was a cottage maiden | | 48 | 566 |
| 79: Days Of Vanity. | A dream that waketh, | | 30 | 355 |
| 80: De Profundis. | Oh why is heaven built so far, | | 16 | 395 |
| 81: Dead Before Death - Sonnet | Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold, | | 14 | 357 |
| 82: Dead Hope | Hope new born one pleasant morn | 1868 | 18 | 406 |
| 83: Death's Chill Between | Chide not; let me breathe a little, | 1848 | 42 | 345 |
| 84: Death-Watches. | The Spring spreads one green lap of flowers | | 12 | 352 |
| 85: Despised And Rejected | My sun has set, I dwell | | 58 | 405 |
| 86: Dost Thou Not Care? | I love and love not: Lord, it breaks my heart | | 24 | 352 |
| 87: Dream Land | Where sunless rivers weep | | 32 | 428 |
| 88: Dream-Love | Young Love lies sleeping | | 64 | 496 |
| 89: Easter Even | There is nothing more that they can do | 1864 | 42 | 375 |
| 90: Echo | Come to me in the silence of the night; | | 18 | 517 |
| 91: Enrica, 1865. | She came among us from the South | | 24 | 377 |
| 92: Eve | While I sit at the door | | 70 | 384 |
| 93: Exultate Deo. | Many a flower hath perfume for its dower, | | 12 | 354 |
| 94: Fata Morgana | A blue-eyed phantom far before | | 12 | 715 |
| 95: Fluttered Wings. | The splendor of the kindling day, | | 20 | 362 |
| 96: For Thine Own Sake, O My God. | Wearied of sinning, wearied of repentance, | | 18 | 342 |
| 97: Freaks Of Fashion. | Such a hubbub in the nests, | | 84 | 405 |
| 98: From House To Home | The first was like a dream through summer heat, | | 228 | 385 |
| 99: From Sunset To Star Rise. | Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: | | 14 | 403 |
| 100: Goblin Market | Morning and evening | | 567 | 591 |
| 101: Golden Glories. | The buttercup is like a golden cup, | | 9 | 538 |
| 102: Golden Silences. | There is silence that saith, "Ah me!" | | 15 | 338 |
| 103: Gone For Ever | O happy rose-bud blooming | | 18 | 375 |
| 104: Good Friday | Am I a stone and not a sheep | | 16 | 425 |
| 105: Grown And Flown | I loved my love from green of Spring | | 18 | 368 |
| 106: He And She. | Should one of us remember, | | 9 | 413 |
| 107: Heart's Chill Between | I did not chide him, though I knew | 1848 | 48 | 360 |
| 108: Helen Grey | Because one loves you, Helen Grey, | 1866 | 24 | 356 |
| 109: Hollow-Sounding And Mysterious. | There's no replying | | 34 | 364 |
| 110: I Know You Not | O Christ, the Vine with living Fruit, | 1864 | 40 | 425 |
| 111: I Will Arise. | Weary and weak, - accept my weariness; | | 30 | 425 |
| 112: I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes Unto The Hills. | I am pale with sick desire, | | 48 | 382 |
| 113: If | If he would come to-day, to-day, to-day, | 1866 | 24 | 523 |
| 114: If Only | If I might only love my God and die! | | 14 | 394 |
| 115: If Thou Sayest, Behold, We Knew It Not. | I have done I know not what, - what have I done? | | 42 | 352 |
| 116: In The Round Tower At Jhansi | A hundred, a thousand to one; even so; | 1857 | 20 | 375 |
| 117: In The Willow Shade. | I sat beneath a willow tree, | | 72 | 412 |
| 118: It Is Finished. | Dear Lord, let me recount to Thee | | 48 | 347 |
| 119: Italia, Io Ti Saluto! | To come back from the sweet South, to the North | | 15 | 326 |
| 120: Jessie Cameron | Jessie, Jessie Cameron, | | 120 | 361 |
| 121: Jesus, Do I Love Thee? | Jesus, do I love Thee? | 1864 | 34 | 430 |
| 122: Johnny. | Johnny had a golden head | | 72 | 304 |
| 123: L. E. L. | Downstairs I laugh, I sport and jest with all; | | 42 | 391 |
| 124: Lady Maggie | You must not call me Maggie, you must not call me Dear, | | 48 | 365 |
| 125: Last Night | Where were you last night? I watched at the gate; | 1865 | 36 | 393 |
| 126: Later Life: A Double Sonnet Of Sonnets. | Before the mountains were brought forth, before | | 425 | 341 |
| 127: Life And Death | Life is not sweet. One day it will be sweet | | 18 | 435 |
| 128: Light Love | Oh, sad thy lot before I came, | | 70 | 408 |
| 129: Long Barren | Thou who didst hang upon a barren tree, | | 15 | 350 |
| 130: Love From The North | I had a love in soft south land, | | 32 | 380 |
| 131: Love Is Strong As Death. | I have not sought Thee, I have not found Thee, | | 12 | 427 |
| 132: Love Lies Bleeding. | Love that is dead and buried, yesterday | | 14 | 385 |
| 133: Luscious And Sorrowful. | Beautiful, tender, wasting away for sorrow; | | 8 | 395 |
| 134: Maggie A Lady. | You must not call me Maggie, you must not call me Dear, | | 48 | 338 |
| 135: Maiden May. | Maiden May sat in her bower, | | 95 | 392 |
| 136: Maiden-Song | Long ago and long ago, | | 229 | 377 |
| 137: Mariana. | Not for me marring or making, | | 16 | 372 |
| 138: Martyrs' Song | We meet in joy, though we part in sorrow; | | 62 | 354 |
| 139: Mary Magdalene And The Other Mary. | Our Master lies asleep and is at rest; | | 11 | 355 |
| 140: Maude Clare | Out of the church she followed them | | 48 | 333 |
| 141: May | I cannot tell you how it was; | | 13 | 357 |
| 142: Memento Mori. | Poor the pleasure | | 12 | 376 |
| 143: Memory | I nursed it in my bosom while it lived, | | 36 | 323 |
| 144: Mirage | The hope I dreamed of was a dream, | | 12 | 344 |
| 145: Mirrors Of Life And Death. | The mystery of Life, the mystery | | 135 | 385 |
| 146: Monna Innominata. A Sonnet Of Sonnets. | Come back to me, who wait and watch for you: - | | 243 | 330 |
| 147: Mother Country | Oh what is that country | 1868 | 72 | 376 |
| 148: My Dream | Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night | | 51 | 371 |
| 149: My Friend | Two days ago with dancing glancing hair, | 1864 | 16 | 351 |
| 150: My Secret | I tell my secret? No indeed, not I: | | 34 | 426 |
| 151: No, Thank You, John | I never said I loved you, John: | | 32 | 460 |
| 152: Noble Sisters | Now did you mark a falcon, | | 60 | 384 |
| 153: Of Him That Was Ready To Perish. | Lord, I am waiting, weeping, watching for Thee: | | 32 | 364 |
| 154: Old And New Year Ditties | New Year met me somewhat sad: | | 58 | 392 |
| 155: On The Wing. - Sonnet. | Once in a dream (for once I dreamed of you) | | 14 | 458 |
| 156: Once For All. | I said: This is a beautiful fresh rose. | | 14 | 334 |
| 157: One Certainty. - Sonnet. | Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith, | | 14 | 362 |
| 158: One Day | I will tell you when they met: | | 24 | 390 |
| 159: One Foot On Sea, And One On Shore. | Oh tell me once and tell me twice | | 24 | 399 |
| 160: One Sea-Side Grave. | Unmindful of the roses, | | 10 | 337 |
| 161: Paradise: In A Dream | Once in a dream I saw the flowers | 1865 | 48 | 381 |
| 162: Paradise: In A Symbol | Golden-winged, silver-winged, | 1865 | 36 | 375 |
| 163: Passing And Glassing. | All things that pass | | 24 | 454 |
| 164: Pastime. | A boat amid the ripples, drifting, rocking, | | 12 | 511 |
| 165: Patience Of Hope. | The flowers that bloom in sun and shade | | 18 | 369 |
| 166: Remember - Sonnet | Remember me when I am gone away, | | 14 | 541 |
| 167: Repining | She sat alway thro' the long day | 1850 | 252 | 326 |
| 168: Rest - Sonnet | O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes; | | 14 | 400 |
| 169: Resurgam. | From depth to height, from height to loftier height, | | 14 | 351 |
| 170: Saints And Angels. | It's oh in Paradise that I fain would be, | | 40 | 385 |
| 171: Seasons | Oh the cheerful Budding-time! | 1866 | 32 | 434 |
| 172: Shall I Forget? | Shall I forget on this side of the grave? | | 8 | 488 |
| 173: Shut Out | The door was shut. I looked between | | 28 | 342 |
| 174: Sister Maude | Who told my mother of my shame, | | 22 | 415 |
| 175: Sit Down In The Lowest Room | Like flowers sequestered from the sun | 1864 | 280 | 355 |
| 176: Sleep At Sea | Sound the deep waters: | | 88 | 442 |
| 177: Soeur Louise De La Miséricorde. | I have desired, and I have been desired; | | 20 | 362 |
| 178: Somewhere Or Other | Somewhere or other there must surely be | | 12 | 346 |
| 179: Song | Oh roses for the flush of youth, | | 8 | 384 |
| 180: Song | Two doves upon the selfsame branch, | | 8 | 367 |
| 181: Song | She sat and sang alway | | 12 | 411 |
| 182: Song | When I am dead, my dearest, | | 16 | 457 |
| 183: Song. | Oh what comes over the sea, | | 12 | 420 |
| 184: Songs In A Cornfield | A song in a cornfield | | 117 | 386 |
| 185: Sound Sleep | Some are laughing, some are weeping; | | 22 | 421 |
| 186: Spring | Frost-locked all the winter, | | 39 | 560 |
| 187: Spring Quiet | Gone were but the Winter, | | 25 | 381 |
| 188: Summer | Winter is cold-hearted | | 26 | 499 |
| 189: Summer Is Ended. | To think that this meaningless thing was ever a rose | | 10 | 371 |
| 190: Sweet Death | The sweetest blossoms die. | | 24 | 392 |
| 191: Symbols | I watched a rosebud very long | | 24 | 403 |
| 192: Take Care Of Him. | Thou whom I love, for whom I died, | | 32 | 380 |
| 193: Tempus Fugit. | Lovely Spring, | | 19 | 381 |
| 194: The Bourne | Underneath the growing grass, | | 10 | 345 |
| 195: The Convent Threshold | There's blood between us, love, my love, | | 148 | 319 |
| 196: The Descent From The Cross. | Is this the Face that thrills with awe | | 8 | 373 |
| 197: The First Spring Day | I wonder if the sap is stirring yet, | | 18 | 376 |
| 198: The Ghost's Petition | There's a footstep coming: look out and see, | | 75 | 388 |
| 199: The Hour And The Ghost | O love, love, hold me fast, | | 71 | 369 |
| 200: The Key-Note. | Where are the songs I used to know, | | 16 | 350 |
| 201: The Lambs Of Grasmere, 1860 | The upland flocks grew starved and thinned: | | 32 | 416 |
| 202: The Love Of Christ Which Passeth Knowledge | I bore with thee long weary days and nights, | | 28 | 369 |
| 203: The Lowest Place | Give me the lowest place: not that I dare | | 8 | 378 |
| 204: The Lowest Room. | Like flowers sequestered from the sun | | 280 | 383 |
| 205: The Master Is Come, And Calleth For Thee. | Who calleth? - Thy Father calleth, | | 20 | 355 |
| 206: The Months: A Pageant. | Cold the day and cold the drifted snow, | | 406 | 369 |
| 207: The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered | Once I thought to sit so high | 1863 | 36 | 354 |
| 208: The One Certainty - Sonnet | Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith, | | 14 | 366 |
| 209: The Poor Ghost | Oh whence do you come, my dear friend, to me, | | 36 | 347 |
| 210: The Prince's Progress | Till all sweet gums and juices flow, | | 534 | 374 |
| 211: The Queen Of Hearts | How comes it, Flora, that, whenever we | | 28 | 365 |
| 212: The Thread Of Life. | The irresponsive silence of the land, | | 42 | 448 |
| 213: The Three Enemies | Sweet, thou art pale. | | 51 | 382 |
| 214: The World - Sonnet | By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair: | | 14 | 376 |
| 215: There Is A Budding Morrow In Midnight. | Wintry boughs against a wintry sky; | | 12 | 407 |
| 216: They Desire A Better Country | I would not if I could undo my past, | 1869 | 42 | 376 |
| 217: Three Seasons | A cup for hope!' she said, | | 16 | 412 |
| 218: Thy Brother's Blood Crieth. | All her corn-fields rippled in the sunshine, | | 36 | 365 |
| 219: Till To-Morrow. | Long have I longed, till I am tired | | 15 | 363 |
| 220: To-Day For Me. | She sitteth still who used to dance, | | 32 | 390 |
| 221: To-Day's Burden. | Arise, depart, for this is not your rest. | | 14 | 358 |
| 222: Touching "Never." | Because you never yet have loved me, dear, | | 14 | 304 |
| 223: Twice | I took my heart in my hand | | 48 | 373 |
| 224: Twilight Calm | Oh, pleasant eventide! | | 60 | 423 |
| 225: Twilight Night | We met, hand to hand, | 1866 | 33 | 529 |
| 226: Under The Rose | Oh the rose of keenest thorn! | | 545 | 364 |
| 227: Until The Day Break. | When will the day bring its pleasure? | | 30 | 386 |
| 228: Up-Hill | Does the road wind up-hill all the way? | | 16 | 467 |
| 229: Vanity Of Vanities - Sonnet | Ah, woe is me for pleasure that is vain, | | 14 | 361 |
| 230: Venus' Looking-Glass. | I marked where lovely Venus and her court | | 14 | 380 |
| 231: Weary In Well-Doing | I would have gone; God bade me stay: | | 15 | 361 |
| 232: What Would I Give? | What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through, | | 9 | 369 |
| 233: What Would I Give? | What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through, | | | 330 |
| 234: What's In A Name? | Why has Spring one syllable less | | 44 | 327 |
| 235: When My Heart Is Vexed, I Will Complain. | O Lord, how canst Thou say Thou lovest me? | | 36 | 339 |
| 236: Who Shall Deliver Me? | God strengthen me to bear myself; | 1866 | 24 | 380 |
| 237: Why? | Lord, if I love Thee and Thou lovest me, | | 14 | 438 |
| 238: Wife To Husband | Pardon the faults in me, | | 30 | 362 |
| 239: Winter Rain | Every valley drinks, | | 32 | 454 |
| 240: Winter: My Secret. | I tell my secret? No indeed, not I: | | 34 | 452 |
| 241: Within The Veil | She holds a lily in her hand, | 1865 | 12 | 423 |
| 242: Yet A Little While. | I dreamed and did not seek: to-day I seek | | 15 | 375 |
