| Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: A Birthday Walk. | A birthday: - and a day that rose | | 52 | 1061 |
| 2: A Cottage In A Chine. | We reached the place by night, | | 120 | 461 |
| 3: A Courting Song. | Master," quoth the auld hound | | 18 | 407 |
| 4: A Dead Year. | I took a year out of my life and story | | 152 | 472 |
| 5: A Gleaning Song. | Whither away, thou little eyeless rover? | | 24 | 440 |
| 6: A Lily And A Lute. | I opened the eyes of my soul. | | 254 | 442 |
| 7: A Morn Of Guilt, An Hour Of Doom. (Hymn) | A Morn of guilt, an hour of doom | | 48 | 463 |
| 8: A Mother Showing The Portrait Of Her Child. | Living child or pictured cherub, | | 144 | 435 |
| 9: A Parson's Letter To A Young Poet. | They said "Too late, too late, the work is done; | | 471 | 565 |
| 10: A Reverie. | When I do sit apart | | 42 | 435 |
| 11: A Sea Song. | Old Albion sat on a crag of late. | | 28 | 469 |
| 12: A Snow Mountain. | Can I make white enough my thought for thee, | | 14 | 409 |
| 13: A Story Of Doom. | Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee, | | 2635 | 449 |
| 14: A Vine-Arbour In The Far West. | Laura, my Laura! 'Yes, mother!' 'I want you, Laura; come down.' | | 40 | 402 |
| 15: A Wedding Song. | Come up the broad river, the Thames, my Dane, | | 24 | 442 |
| 16: A Winter Song. | Came the dread Archer up yonder lawn | | 32 | 449 |
| 17: A Wooing Song. | My fair lady's a dear, dear lady | | 16 | 421 |
| 18: Above The Clouds. | And can this be my own world? | | 8 | 416 |
| 19: Afternoon At A Parsonage. | What wonder man should fail to stay | | 313 | 463 |
| 20: An Ancient Chess King. | Haply some Rajah first in the ages gone | | 14 | 374 |
| 21: An Arrow-Slit. | I clomb full high the belfry tower | | 20 | 444 |
| 22: An Old Wife's Song. | And what will ye hear, my daughters dear? | | 52 | 433 |
| 23: At One Again. | Two angry men - in heat they sever, | | 151 | 383 |
| 24: Bees And Other Fellow-Creatures. | The dove laid some little sticks, | | 8 | 412 |
| 25: Binding Sheaves. | Hark! a lover binding sheaves | | 24 | 421 |
| 26: Brothers, And A Sermon. | It was a village built in a green rent, | | 800 | 456 |
| 27: Cold And Quiet. | Cold, my dear, - cold and quiet. | | 24 | 400 |
| 28: Comfort In The Night. | She thought by heaven's high wall that she did stray | | 14 | 379 |
| 29: Compensation. | One launched a ship, but she was wrecked at sea; | | 14 | 416 |
| 30: Dear Is The Lost Wife To A Lone Man's Heart. (Hymn) | Dear is the lost wife to a lone man's heart, | | 24 | 419 |
| 31: Defton Wood. | I held my way through Defton Wood, | | 32 | 447 |
| 32: Divided. | An empty sky, a world of heather, | | 125 | 404 |
| 33: Dominion. | When found the rose delight in her fair hue? | | 69 | 385 |
| 34: Dora. | A waxing moon that, crescent yet, | | 51 | 444 |
| 35: Echo And The Ferry. | Ay, Oliver! I was but seven, and he was eleven; | | 114 | 424 |
| 36: Failure. | We are much bound to them that do succeed; | | 15 | 488 |
| 37: Fancy. | O fancy, if thou flyest, come back anon, | | 14 | 412 |
| 38: Feathers And Moss. | The marten flew to the finch's nest, | | 16 | 387 |
| 39: Friendship. | Beautiful eyes, - and shall I see no more | | 62 | 416 |
| 40: Give Us Love And Give Us Peace. | One morning, oh! so early, my beloved, my beloved, | | 15 | 414 |
| 41: Gladys And Her Island. | O happy Gladys! I rejoice with her, | | 862 | 383 |
| 42: Henry, Aged Eight Years. | Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter - woodland hollows thickly strewing, | | 72 | 384 |
| 43: Honors. - Part I. | To strive - and fail. Yes, I did strive and fail; | | 214 | 479 |
| 44: Honors. - Part II. | As one who, journeying, checks the rein in haste | | 332 | 424 |
| 45: If I Forget Thee, O Jerusalem. | Out of the melancholy that is made | | 234 | 424 |
| 46: In The Nursery. | Where do you go, Bob, when you 're fast asleep?' | | 55 | 402 |
| 47: Jesus, The Lamb Of God. (Hymn) | Jesus, the Lamb of God, gone forth to heal and bless. | | 40 | 434 |
| 48: Katie, Aged Five Years. | All rough winds are hushed and silent, golden light the meadow steepeth, | | 68 | 363 |
| 49: Kismet. | Into the rock the road is cut full deep, | | 100 | 446 |
| 50: Lamentation. | I read upon that book, | | 63 | 397 |
| 51: Laurance. | He knew she did not love him; but so long | | 1056 | 375 |
| 52: Like A Laverock In The Lift. | It's we two, it's we two, it's we two for aye, | | 16 | 387 |
| 53: Looking Down. | Mountains of sorrow, I have heard your moans, | | 14 | 422 |
| 54: Loss And Waste. | Up to far Osteroe and Suderoe | | 14 | 409 |
| 55: Love's Thread Of Gold. | In the night she told a story, | | 20 | 395 |
| 56: Love. | Who veileth love should first have vanquished fate. | | 14 | 429 |
| 57: Lovers At The Lake Side. | And you brought him home.' 'I did, ay Ronald, it rested with me.' | | 52 | 431 |
| 58: Margaret By The Mere Side. | Lying imbedded in the green champaign | | 330 | 393 |
| 59: Margaret In The Xebec. | Resting within his tent at turn of day, | | 582 | 464 |
| 60: Married Lovers. | Come away, the clouds are high, | | 63 | 372 |
| 61: Mary Of Magdala. (Hymn) | Mary of Magdala, when the moon had set, | | 40 | 412 |
| 62: Midsummer Night, Not Dark, Not Light. | Midsummer night, not dark, not light, | | 24 | 412 |
| 63: Nature, For Nature's Sake. | White as white butterflies that each one dons | | 162 | 370 |
| 64: Not In Vain I Waited. | She was but a child, a child, | | 24 | 428 |
| 65: Now Winter Past, The White-Thorn Bower. (Hymn) | Now winter past, the white-thorn bower | | 28 | 420 |
| 66: O Night Of Nights! (Hymn) | O Night of nights! O night | | 56 | 442 |
| 67: On A Picture. | As a forlorn soul waiting by the Styx | | 14 | 445 |
| 68: On The Borders Of Cannock Chase. | A cottager leaned whispering by her hives, | | 15 | 403 |
| 69: On The Rocks By Aberdeen. | On the rocks by Aberdeen, | | 16 | 396 |
| 70: Perdita. | I go beyond the commandment.' So be it. Then mine be the blame, | | 84 | 436 |
| 71: Persephone. | She stepped upon Sicilian grass, | | 112 | 432 |
| 72: Preludes To A Penny Reading. | Why did you send for me? I hope all's right? | | 513 | 378 |
| 73: Promising. | Once, a new world, the sunswart marinere, | | 14 | 459 |
| 74: Reflections. | What change has made the pastures sweet | | 90 | 443 |
| 75: Regret. | O that word REGRET! | | 37 | 466 |
| 76: Remonstrance. | Daughters of Eve! your mother did not well: | | 18 | 391 |
| 77: Requiescat In Pace! | My heart is sick awishing and awaiting: | | 116 | 499 |
| 78: Rosamund. | One soweth and another reapeth. | | 903 | 455 |
| 79: Sailing Beyond Seas. | Methought the stars were blinking bright, | | 36 | 446 |
| 80: Samuel, Aged Nine Years. | They have left you, little Henry, but they have not left you lonely | | 56 | 375 |
| 81: Scholar And Carpenter. | While ripening corn grew thick and deep, | | 400 | 460 |
| 82: Seven Times Five. Widowhood. | I sleep and rest, my heart makes moan | | 32 | 388 |
| 83: Seven Times Four. Maternity. | Heigh ho! daisies and buttercups, | | 24 | 431 |
| 84: Seven Times One. Exultation. | There's no dew left on the daisies and clover, | | 28 | 523 |
| 85: Seven Times Seven. Longing For Home. | A song of a boat: | | 57 | 428 |
| 86: Seven Times Six. Giving In Marriage. | To bear, to nurse, to rear, | | 32 | 398 |
| 87: Seven Times Three. Love. | I leaned out of window, I smelt the white clover, | | 28 | 406 |
| 88: Seven Times Two. Romance. | You bells in the steeple, ring, ring out your changes, | | 32 | 406 |
| 89: Sledge Bells. | The logs burn red; she lifts her head, | | 12 | 400 |
| 90: Sleep And Time. | Wake, baillie, wake! the crafts are out; | | 16 | 393 |
| 91: Sleep. | O sleep, we are beholden to thee, sleep, | | 14 | 445 |
| 92: Song For A Babe. | Little babe, while burns the west, | | 16 | 388 |
| 93: Song For The Night Of Christ's Resurrection. | It is the noon of night, | | 184 | 394 |
| 94: Song In Three Parts. | The white broom flatt'ring her flowers in calm June weather, | | 128 | 401 |
| 95: Song Of Margaret. | Ay, I saw her, we have met, | | 32 | 422 |
| 96: Song Of The Going Away. | Old man, upon the green hillside, | | 28 | 422 |
| 97: Songs Of Seven. | There's no dew left on the daisies and clover, | | 247 | 440 |
| 98: Songs Of The Night Watches, - Concluding Song Of Dawn. | All the clouds about the sun lay up in golden creases, | | 28 | 410 |
| 99: Songs Of The Night Watches, - Introductory. | Come out and hear the waters shoot, the owlet hoot, the owlet hoot; | | 12 | 409 |
| 100: Songs Of The Night Watches, - The First Watch. | O, I would tell you more, but I am tired; | | 170 | 393 |
| 101: Songs Of The Night Watches, - The Middle Watch. | I woke in the night, and the darkness was heavy and deep: | | 78 | 394 |
| 102: Songs Of The Night Watches, - The Morning Watch. | Their lost they have, they hold; from pain | | 36 | 397 |
| 103: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. A Poet In His Youth, And The Cuckoo-Bird. | Once upon a time, I lay | | 191 | 421 |
| 104: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. A Raven In A White Chine. | I saw when I looked up, on either hand, | | 40 | 378 |
| 105: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. Introduction. Child And Boatman. | Martin, I wonder who makes all the songs. | | 52 | 428 |
| 106: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. Sand Martins. | I passed an inland-cliff precipitate; | | 44 | 395 |
| 107: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. Sea-Mews In Winter Time. | I walked beside a dark gray sea. | | 48 | 405 |
| 108: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. The Nightingale Heard By The Unsatisfied Heart. | When in a May-day hush | | 30 | 436 |
| 109: Songs On The Voices Of Birds. The Warbling Of Blackbirds. | When I hear the waters fretting, | | 24 | 468 |
| 110: Speranza. | England puts on her purple, and pale, pale | | 235 | 423 |
| 111: Strife And Peace. | The yellow poplar-leaves came down | | 72 | 426 |
| 112: Such As Have Not Gold To Bring Thee. (Hymn) | Such as have not gold to bring Thee, | | 24 | 432 |
| 113: Supper At The Mill. | Well, Frances. | | 306 | 387 |
| 114: Sweet Are His Ways Who Rules Above. (Hymn) | Sweet are His ways who rules above, | | 24 | 405 |
| 115: The Australian Bell-Bird. | Toll.' 'The bell-bird sounding far away, | | 942 | 430 |
| 116: The Beginning. | They tell strange things of the primeval earth, | | 120 | 441 |
| 117: The Bridegroom To His Bride. | Fairest fair, best of good, | | 12 | 510 |
| 118: The Days Without Alloy. | When I sit on market-days amid the comers and the goers, | | 16 | 383 |
| 119: The Dreams That Came True. | I saw in a vision once, our mother-sphere | | 459 | 364 |
| 120: The Fairy Woman's Song. | The fairy woman maketh moan, | | 24 | 357 |
| 121: The Four Bridges. | I love this gray old church, the low, long nave, | | 726 | 401 |
| 122: The Gypsy's Selling Song. | My good man - he's an old, old man | | 16 | 401 |
| 123: The High Tide On The Coast Of Lincolnshire. | The old mayor climbed the belfry tower, | | 176 | 399 |
| 124: The Leaves Of Lign Aloes. | Drop, drop from the leaves of lign aloes, | | 16 | 386 |
| 125: The Letter L. | We sat on grassy slopes that meet | | 722 | 395 |
| 126: The Long White Seam. | As I came round the harbor buoy, | | 30 | 380 |
| 127: The Lover Pleads. | When I had guineas many a one | | 24 | 408 |
| 128: The Maid-Martyr. | Only you'd have me speak. | | 580 | 450 |
| 129: The Mariner's Cave. | Once on a time there walked a mariner, | | 318 | 415 |
| 130: The Measureless Gulfs Of Air Are Full Of Thee. (Hymn) | The measureless gulfs of air are full of Thee: | | 20 | 418 |
| 131: The Monitions Of The Unseen. | There are who give themselves to work for men, | | 615 | 372 |
| 132: The Shepherd Lady. | Who pipes upon the long green hill, | | 54 | 383 |
| 133: The Sleep Of Sigismund. | The doom'd king pacing all night through the windy fallow. | | 831 | 371 |
| 134: The Snowdrop Monument (In Lichfield Cathedral). | Marvels of sleep, grown cold! | | 72 | 351 |
| 135: The Star's Monument. | If there be memory in the world to come, | | 734 | 372 |
| 136: The White Moon Wasteth. | The white moon wasteth, | | 24 | 453 |
| 137: Thick Orchards All In White. (Hymn) | Thick orchards, all in white, | | 30 | 367 |
| 138: Thou Hast Been Alway Good To Me. (Hymn) | Thou hast been alway good to me and mine | | 16 | 361 |
| 139: Thou That Sleepest Not Afraid. (Hymn) | Thou that sleepest not afraid, | | 30 | 384 |
| 140: Thou Wert Far Off And In The Sight Of Heaven. (Hymn) | Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven | | 16 | 336 |
| 141: Though All Great Deeds. | Though all great deeds were proved but fables fine, | | 14 | 414 |
| 142: To ---- . | Strange was the doom of Heracles, whose shade | | 14 | 377 |
| 143: Wedlock. | The sun was streaming in: I woke, and said, | | 91 | 403 |
| 144: Weeping And Wailing Needs Must Be. (Hymn) | Weeping and wailing needs must be | | 24 | 371 |
| 145: Wendover. | Uplifted and lone, set apart with our love | | 28 | 390 |
| 146: Winstanley. | Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, | | 308 | 456 |
| 147: Wishing. | When I reflect how little I have done, | | 14 | 403 |
| 148: With A Diamond. | While Time a grim old lion gnawing lay, | | 16 | 389 |
| 149: Work. | Like coral insects multitudinous | | 14 | 383 |
| 150: Would I, To Save My Dear Child? (Hymn) | Would I, to save my dear child dutiful, | | 20 | 346 |