| Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: A Cradle Song | Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, | | 16 | 952 |
| 2: A Cradle Song | Sweet dreams, form a shade | | 32 | 843 |
| 3: A Divine Image | Cruelty has a human heart, | | 8 | 820 |
| 4: A Dream | Once a dream did weave a shade | | 20 | 881 |
| 5: A Little Boy Lost | Nought loves another as itself, | | 24 | 711 |
| 6: A Little Girl Lost | Children of the future age, | | 34 | 725 |
| 7: A Poison Tree | I was angry with my friend: | | 16 | 810 |
| 8: A Song | Sweet dreams, form a shade | | 32 | 815 |
| 9: A Song Of Liberty | The Eternal Female groand! it was heard over all the Earth: | | 26 | 646 |
| 10: A War Song To Englishmen | Prepare, prepare the iron helm of war, | | 30 | 697 |
| 11: Ah Sunflower | Ah Sunflower, weary of time, | | 8 | 808 |
| 12: An Imitation Of Spenser | Golden Apollo, that thro' heaven wide | | 53 | 692 |
| 13: And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time | And did those feet in ancient time | | 16 | 733 |
| 14: Auguries Of Innocence | To see a World in a Grain of Sand | | 132 | 840 |
| 15: Blind Man's Buff | When silver snow decks Susan's clothes, | | 70 | 696 |
| 16: Broken Love | My Spectre around me night and day | | 68 | 797 |
| 17: But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance | But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance: | | 12 | 677 |
| 18: Cupid | Why was Cupid a boy, | | 16 | 192 |
| 19: Day | The Sun arises in the East, | | 5 | 807 |
| 20: Divine Image | To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, | | 20 | 756 |
| 21: Earth's Answer | Earth raised up her head | | 25 | 780 |
| 22: England! Awake! Awake! Awake! | England! awake! awake! awake! | | 12 | 633 |
| 23: Eternity | He who binds to himself a joy | | 4 | 831 |
| 24: Fair Elanor | The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; | | 72 | 647 |
| 25: From Milton: And did those feet | And did those feet in ancient time | | 16 | 625 |
| 26: Gwin King of Norway | Come, kings, and listen to my song: | | 116 | 565 |
| 27: Hear The Voice Of The Bard | Hear the voice of the Bard! | | 20 | 614 |
| 28: Holy Thursday | Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, | | 12 | 612 |
| 29: Holy Thursday | Is this a holy thing to see | | 16 | 609 |
| 30: How Sweet I Roam'd | How sweet I roam'd from field to field, | | 16 | 615 |
| 31: I Heard An Angel | I heard an Angel singing When the day was springing, | | 20 | 734 |
| 32: I Rose Up At The Dawn Of Day | I rose up at the dawn of day | | 28 | 696 |
| 33: I Saw A Chapel | I saw a chapel all of gold | | 16 | 691 |
| 34: I See The Four-fold Man | I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep | | 15 | 1034 |
| 35: If It Is True What The Prophets Write | If it is true, what the Prophets write, | | 14 | 674 |
| 36: Infant Joy | I have no name; I am but two days old." | | 12 | 787 |
| 37: Infant Sorrow | My mother groaned, my father wept: | | 8 | 671 |
| 38: Introduction To Songs Of Experience | Hear the voice of the Bard, | | 20 | 666 |
| 39: Introduction To Songs Of Innocence | Piping down the valleys wild, | | 20 | 653 |
| 40: Jerusalem | And did those feet in ancient time | | 16 | 666 |
| 41: Jerusalem: I See The Four-fold Man, The Humanity In Deadly Sleep | I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep | | 15 | 639 |
| 42: Laughing Song | When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, | | 12 | 780 |
| 43: London | I wandered through each chartered street, | | 16 | 625 |
| 44: Love And Harmony | Love and harmony combine, | | 20 | 785 |
| 45: Love's Secret | Never seek to tell thy love, | | 12 | 738 |
| 46: Mad Song | The wild winds weep And the night is a-cold; | | 24 | 737 |
| 47: Milton: And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time | And did those feet in ancient time | | 16 | 633 |
| 48: Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau | Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; | | 12 | 630 |
| 49: My Pretty Rose Tree | A flower was offered to me, | | 8 | 727 |
| 50: My Spectre Around Me | My spectre around me night and day | | 28 | 642 |
| 51: My Spectre Around Me Night And Day | My spectre around me night and day | | 68 | 618 |
| 52: Never Seek To Tell Thy Love | Never seek to tell thy love | | 12 | 597 |
| 53: Night | The sun descending in the west, | | 48 | 730 |
| 54: Now Art Has Lost Its Mental Charms | Now Art has lost its mental charms | | 14 | 647 |
| 55: Nurse's Song | When the voices of children are heard on the green, | | 16 | 605 |
| 56: Nurse's Song | When voices of children are heard on the green, | | 8 | 652 |
| 57: On Another's Sorrow | Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? | | 36 | 597 |
| 58: Piping Down The Valleys Wild | Piping down the valleys wild, | | 20 | 634 |
| 59: Preludium To America | The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc, | | 37 | 555 |
| 60: Preludium To Europe | The nameless shadowy female rose from out the breast of Orc, | | 33 | 642 |
| 61: Proverbs Of Hell | In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. | | 70 | 615 |
| 62: Reeds Of Innocence | Piping down the valleys wild, | | 20 | 582 |
| 63: Samson | Samson, the strongest of the children of men, | | 184 | 608 |
| 64: Several Questions Answered | What is it men in women do require? | | 14 | 600 |
| 65: Silent, Silent Night | Silent, silent night, Quench the holy light | | 12 | 641 |
| 66: Sleep! Sleep! Beauty Bright | Sleep! sleep! beauty bright, | | 20 | 610 |
| 67: Song | My silks and fine array, | | 18 | 703 |
| 68: Song: Memory, Hither Come | Memory, hither come, And tune your merry notes; | | 16 | 616 |
| 69: Spring | Sound the flute! Now it's mute! Bird's delight | | 27 | 681 |
| 70: The Angel | I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? | | 16 | 729 |
| 71: The Angel That Presided O'er My Birth | The Angel that presided o'er my birth | | 3 | 723 |
| 72: The Birds | Where thou dwellest, in what grove, | | 20 | 646 |
| 73: The Blossom | Merry, merry sparrow! Under leaves so green | | 12 | 689 |
| 74: The Book Of Urizen (excerpts) | Lo, a shadow of horror is risen | | 35 | 624 |
| 75: The Book Of Urizen (Excerpts) | Lo, a shadow of horror is risen | | 35 | 600 |
| 76: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter I | Lo, a shadow of horror is risen | | 35 | 592 |
| 77: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter II | Earth was not: nor globes of attraction | | 49 | 606 |
| 78: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter III | The voice ended, they saw his pale visage | | 69 | 541 |
| 79: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter IV | Los smitten with astonishment | | 101 | 557 |
| 80: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter IX | Then the Inhabitants of those Cities: | | 48 | 592 |
| 81: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter V | In terrors Los shrunk from his task: | | 77 | 553 |
| 82: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter VI | But Los saw the Female & pitied | | 44 | 563 |
| 83: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter VII | They named the child Orc, he grew | | 40 | 590 |
| 84: The Book Of Urizen: Chapter VIII | Urizen explor'd his dens | | 54 | 580 |
| 85: The Book Of Urizen: Preludium | Of the primeval Priests assum'd power, | | 7 | 580 |
| 86: The Caverns Of The Grave I've Seen | The Caverns of the Grave I've seen, | | 20 | 563 |
| 87: The Chimney Sweeper | A little black thing in the snow, | | 12 | 632 |
| 88: The Chimney Sweeper (Songs Of Innocence ) | When my mother died I was very young, | | 24 | 572 |
| 89: The Chimney-Sweeper | When my mother died I was very young, | | 24 | 590 |
| 90: The Chimney-sweeper (Songs Of Experience ) | A little black thing among the snow: | | 12 | 694 |
| 91: The Clod And The Pebble | Love seeketh not itself to please, | | 12 | 656 |
| 92: The Crystal Cabinet | The Maiden caught me in the wild, | | 28 | 621 |
| 93: The Divine Image | To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, | | 20 | 669 |
| 94: The Echoing Green | The sun does arise, And make happy the skies; | | 30 | 694 |
| 95: The Everlasting Gospel | The vision of Christ that thou dost see | | 330 | 576 |
| 96: The Fly | Little Fly, Thy summer's play | | 20 | 691 |
| 97: The Four Zoas (Excerpt) | What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? | | 56 | 576 |
| 98: The French Revolution (Excerpt) | Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines | | 38 | 613 |
| 99: The Garden Of Love | I laid me down upon a bank, | | 20 | 643 |
| 100: The Grey Monk | I die, I die!" the Mother said, | | 36 | 594 |
| 101: The Human Abstract | Pity would be no more | | 24 | 667 |
| 102: The Lamb | Little Lamb, who made thee | | 20 | 701 |
| 103: The Land Of Dreams | Awake, awake, my little boy! | | 20 | 635 |
| 104: The Lily | The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, | | 4 | 833 |
| 105: The Little Black Boy | My mother bore me in the southern wild, | | 28 | 622 |
| 106: The Little Boy Found | The little boy lost in the lonely fen, | | 8 | 608 |
| 107: The Little Boy Lost | Father, father, where are you going? | | 8 | 625 |
| 108: The Little Girl Found | All the night in woe Lyca's parents go | | 52 | 708 |
| 109: The Little Girl Lost | In futurity I prophetic see | | 52 | 661 |
| 110: The Little Vagabond | Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold; | | 16 | 621 |
| 111: The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell | Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; | | 494 | 595 |
| 112: The New Jerusalem | And did those feet in ancient time | | 16 | 716 |
| 113: The Question Answered | What is it men in women do require? | | 4 | 666 |
| 114: The Schoolboy | I love to rise on a summer morn, | | 30 | 566 |
| 115: The Shepherd | How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot! | | 8 | 699 |
| 116: The Sick Rose | O rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm, | | 8 | 687 |
| 117: The Sky Is An Immortal Tent Built By The Sons Of Los | The sky is an immortal tent built by the Sons of Los: | | 21 | 579 |
| 118: The Song Of Los | I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: | | 114 | 543 |
| 119: The Tiger | Tiger, tiger, burning bright | | 24 | 768 |
| 120: The Two Songs | I heard an Angel Singing | | 19 | 659 |
| 121: The Tyger | Tyger, tyger, burning bright | | 24 | 771 |
| 122: The Voice Of The Ancient Bard | Youth of delight! come hither | | 11 | 567 |
| 123: The Wild Flower's Song | As I wandered the forest, | | 12 | 629 |
| 124: Thel | The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks, | | 125 | 575 |
| 125: Thel's Motto | Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? | | 4 | 608 |
| 126: Three Things To Remember | A Robin Redbreast in a cage, | | 6 | 656 |
| 127: To Autumn | O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stainèd | | 18 | 613 |
| 128: To Morning | O holy virgin! clad in purest white, | | 10 | 597 |
| 129: To Spring | O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down | | 16 | 590 |
| 130: To Summer | O thou who passest thro' our valleys in | | 19 | 610 |
| 131: To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World | Truly My Satan thou art but a Dunce | | 8 | 585 |
| 132: To The Evening Star | Thou fair-haired angel of the evening, | | 14 | 550 |
| 133: To The Muses | Whether on Ida's shady brow, | | 16 | 544 |
| 134: To Thomas Butts | To my friend Butts I write | | 78 | 509 |
| 135: To Tirzah | Whate'er is born of mortal birth | | 16 | 608 |
| 136: To Winter | O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: | | 16 | 587 |
| 137: When Klopstock England Defied | When Klopstock England defied, | | 24 | 496 |
| 138: Why Art Thou Silent And Invisible | Why art thou silent and invisible | | 10 | 571 |
| 139: Why Should I Care For The Men Of Thames | Why should I care for the men of thames | | 8 | 604 |
| 140: Why Was Cupid A Boy | Why was Cupid a boy, And why a boy was he? | | 20 | 641 |
| 141: You Don't Believe | You don't believe -- I won't attempt to make ye: | | 12 | 685 |