| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | A Baby's Death | A little soul scarce fledged for earth | | 77 | 1919 |
| 2: | A Baby's Epitaph | April made me: winter laid me here away asleep. | | 9 | 1447 |
| 3: | A Ballad at Parting | Sea to sea that clasps and fosters England, uttering ever-more | | 35 | 1717 |
| 4: | A Ballad Of Appeal | Song wakes with every wakening year | | 34 | 1706 |
| 5: | A Ballad of Bath | Like a queen enchanted who may not laugh or weep, | | 35 | 1424 |
| 6: | A Ballad of Burdens | The burden of fair women. Vain delight, | | 76 | 1376 |
| 7: | A Ballad of Death | Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears, | | 114 | 1432 |
| 8: | A Ballad of Dreamland | I hid my heart in a nest of roses, | | 28 | 1432 |
| 9: | A Ballad of Life | I found in dreams a place of wind and flowers, | | 84 | 1447 |
| 10: | A Ballad Of Sark | High beyond the granite portal arched across | | 35 | 1646 |
| 11: | A Cameo | There was a graven image of Desire | | 14 | 959 |
| 12: | A Channel Crossing | Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, | | 78 | 825 |
| 13: | A Channel Passage | Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, | 1855 | 78 | 902 |
| 14: | A Child’s Battles | Praise of the knights of old | | 150 | 966 |
| 15: | A Child’s Future | What will it please you, my darling, hereafter to be? | | 21 | 977 |
| 16: | A Child’s Laughter | All the bells of heaven may ring, | | 30 | 967 |
| 17: | A Child’s Pity | No sweeter thing than children’s ways and wiles, | | 36 | 999 |
| 18: | A Child’s Thanks | How low soe’er men rank us, | | 48 | 961 |
| 19: | A Choice | Faith is the spirit that makes man's body and blood | | 14 | 772 |
| 20: | A Christmas Carol 1 | Three damsels in the queen’s chamber, | | 72 | 734 |
| 21: | A Clasp of Hands | Soft, small, and sweet as sunniest flowers | | 33 | 1052 |
| 22: | A Counsel | O strong Republic of the nobler years | 1869 | 14 | 737 |
| 23: | A Dark Month | A month without sight of the sun | | 876 | 768 |
| 24: | A Dead Friend | Gone, O gentle heart and true, | | 77 | 1017 |
| 25: | A Dead King | Go down to hell. This end is good to see; | | 14 | 754 |
| 26: | A Death on Easter Day - Sonnets | The strong spring sun rejoicingly may rise, | | 14 | 1023 |
| 27: | A Dialogue | Death, if thou wilt, fain would I plead with thee: | | 33 | 985 |
| 28: | A Dirge | A bell tolls on in my heart | | 24 | 1610 |
| 29: | A Double Ballad Of August | All Afric, winged with death and fire, | 1884 | 48 | 1038 |
| 30: | A Flower-piece by Fantin | Heart's ease or pansy, pleasure or thought, | | 11 | 696 |
| 31: | A Forsaken Garden | In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, | | 80 | 741 |
| 32: | A Jacobite's Exile | The weary day rins down and dies, | | 84 | 663 |
| 33: | A Jacobite's Farewell | There's nae mair lands to tyne, my dear, | | 16 | 682 |
| 34: | A Lamentation | Who hath known the ways of time | | 126 | 1067 |
| 35: | A Landscape by Courbet | Low lies the mere beneath the moorside, still | | 11 | 733 |
| 36: | A Last Look - Sonnets | Sick of self-love, Malvolio, like an owl | | 14 | 984 |
| 37: | A Leave-Taking | Let us go hence, my songs; she will not hear. | | 42 | 690 |
| 38: | A Litany | All the bright lights of heaven | | 128 | 1080 |
| 39: | A Lyke-wake Song | Fair of face, full of pride, | | 16 | 670 |
| 40: | A Marching Song | We mix from many lands, We march for very far; | | 225 | 1021 |
| 41: | A Match | If love were what the rose is, | | 48 | 704 |
| 42: | A Midsummer Holiday:- I. The Seaboard | The sea is at ebb, and the sound of her utmost word | | 35 | 1179 |
| 43: | A Midsummer Holiday:- II. A Haven | East and north a waste of waters, south and west | | 28 | 1075 |
| 44: | A Midsummer Holiday:- III. On a Country Road | Along these low pleached lanes, on such a day, | | 35 | 1182 |
| 45: | A Midsummer Holiday:- IV. The Mill Garden | Stately stand the sunflowers, glowing down the garden-side, | | 35 | 1119 |
| 46: | A Midsummer Holiday:- IX. On The Verge | Here begins the sea that ends not till the world’s end. Where we stand, | | 35 | 1038 |
| 47: | A Midsummer Holiday:- V. A Sea-Mark | Rains have left the sea-banks ill to climb: | | 28 | 1062 |
| 48: | A Midsummer Holiday:- VI. The Cliffside Path | Seaward goes the sun, and homeward by the down | | 35 | 1020 |
| 49: | A Midsummer Holiday:- VII. In The Water | The sea is awake, and the sound of the song of the joy of her waking is rolled | | 35 | 1085 |
| 50: | A Midsummer Holiday:- VIII. The Sunbows | Spray of song that springs in April, light of love that laughs through May, | | 28 | 1071 |
| 51: | A Moss-Rose | If the rose of all flowers be the rarest | | 16 | 719 |
| 52: | A New Century | An age too great for thought of ours to scan, | | 14 | 772 |
| 53: | A New Year's Eve | The stars are strong in the deeps of the lustrous night, | | 40 | 713 |
| 54: | A New Year’s Message | Out of the dawning heavens that hear | 1870 | 51 | 997 |
| 55: | A New-Year Ode | Twice twelve times have the springs of years refilled | | 400 | 993 |
| 56: | A Night-piece by Millet | Wind and sea and cloud and cloud-forsaking | | 11 | 710 |
| 57: | A Ninth Birthday | Three times thrice hath winter's rough white wing | 1883 | 33 | 929 |
| 58: | A Nympholept | Summer, and noon, and a splendour of silence, felt, | | 273 | 687 |
| 59: | A Parting Song | These winds and suns of spring | | 100 | 1036 |
| 60: | A Reiver's Neck-Verse | Some die singing, and some die swinging, | | 20 | 728 |
| 61: | A Reminiscence | The rose to the wind has yielded: all its leaves | | 14 | 870 |
| 62: | A Rhyme | Babe, if rhyme be none For that sweet small word | | 32 | 766 |
| 63: | A Roundel From the French of Villon | Death, I would plead against thy wrong, | | 12 | 621 |
| 64: | A Roundel of Rabelais | Theleme is afar on the waters, adrift and afar, | | 11 | 1040 |
| 65: | A Sequence of Sonnets on the Death of Robert Browning | The clearest eyes in all the world they read | 1889 | 98 | 984 |
| 66: | A Singing Lesson | Far-fetched and dear-bought, as the proverb rehearses, | | 11 | 893 |
| 67: | A Solitude | Sea beyond sea, sand after sweep of sand, | | 14 | 969 |
| 68: | A Song in Time of Order. 1852 | Push hard across the sand, | | 56 | 725 |
| 69: | A Song in Time of Revolution. 1860 | The heart of the rulers is sick, and the high-priest covers his head: | | 46 | 702 |
| 70: | A Song Of Italy | I saw the double-featured statue stand | 1867 | 848 | 662 |
| 71: | A Study From Memory - Sonnets | If that be yet a living soul which here | | 14 | 687 |
| 72: | A Swimmer's Dream | Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, | 1889 | 122 | 674 |
| 73: | A Watch in the Night | Watchman, what of the night? Storm and thunder and rain, | | 152 | 1031 |
| 74: | A Word for the Country | Men, born of the land that for ages | | 160 | 995 |
| 75: | A Word for the Nation | A word across the water Against our ears is borne, | | 108 | 947 |
| 76: | A Word for the Navy | Queen born of the sea, that hast borne her | | 96 | 758 |
| 77: | A Word From the Psalmist | Take heed, ye unwise among the people: | | 108 | 989 |
| 78: | A Word with the Wind | Lord of days and nights that hear thy word of wintry warning, | | 64 | 887 |
| 79: | A Year After | If blood throbs yet in this that was thy face, | | 14 | 710 |
| 80: | A Year's Carols | Hail, January, that bearest here | | 96 | 690 |
| 81: | A Year’s Burden | Fire and wild light of hope and doubt and fear, | 1870 | 84 | 847 |
| 82: | Adieux à Marie Stuart | Queen, for whose house my fathers fought, | | 112 | 948 |
| 83: | After A Reading | For the seven times seventh time love would renew the delight without end or alloy | | 30 | 995 |
| 84: | After Death | The four boards of the coffin lid | | 50 | 1100 |
| 85: | After Looking into Carlyles Reminiscences - Sonnets | Three men lived yet when this dead man was young | | 28 | 1052 |
| 86: | After Nine Years | The shadows fallen of years are nine | | 48 | 658 |
| 87: | After Sunset - Sonnets | Straight from the sun’s grave in the deep clear west | | 42 | 702 |
| 88: | After the Verdict | France, cloven in twain by fire of hell and hate, | 1899 | 14 | 662 |
| 89: | Aholibah | In the beginning God made thee | | 150 | 678 |
| 90: | An Appeal | Art thou indeed among these, | 1867 | 84 | 915 |
| 91: | An Autumn Vision | Is it Midsummer here in the heavens that illumine October on earth? | | 216 | 700 |
| 92: | An Evening at Vichy | Written on the news of the death of Lord Leighton | 1896 | 64 | 681 |
| 93: | An Interlude | In the greenest growth of the Maytime, | | 56 | 667 |
| 94: | An Old Saying | Many waters cannot quench love, | | 16 | 864 |
| 95: | Anactoria | My life is bitter with thy love; thine eyes | | 304 | 981 |
| 96: | Anima Anceps | Till death have broken Sweet life’s love-token, | | 48 | 698 |
| 97: | Aperotos Eros | Strong as death, and cruel as the grave, | | 11 | 754 |
| 98: | Apologia | If wrath embitter the sweet mouth of song, | | 14 | 703 |
| 99: | Apostasy | Truths change with time, and terms with truth. To-day | | 56 | 739 |
| 100: | April | When the fields catch flower | | 63 | 754 |
| 101: | Armand Barbés | Fire out of heaven, a flower of perfect fire, | | 28 | 974 |
| 102: | Astrophel | A star in the silence that follows | | 118 | 712 |
| 103: | Astræa Victrix | England, elect of time, By freedom sealed sublime, | | 96 | 691 |
| 104: | At a Dog's Grave | Good night, we say, when comes the time to win | | 33 | 1058 |
| 105: | At Eleusis | Men of Eleusis, ye that with long staves | | 223 | 679 |
| 106: | At Sea | Farewell and adieu' was the burden prevailing | | 11 | 925 |
| 107: | Athens: An Ode. | Ere from under earth again like fire the violet kindle, | 1881 | 300 | 738 |
| 108: | Au Tombeau de Banville | La plus douce des voix qui vibraient sous le ciel | | 14 | 915 |
| 109: | August | There were four apples on the bough, | | 60 | 740 |
| 110: | Autumn and Winter | Three months bade wane and wax the wintering moon | | 44 | 1044 |
| 111: | Autumn In Cornwall | The year lies fallen and faded | | 48 | 731 |
| 112: | Ave atque Vale | Shall I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, | | 198 | 706 |
| 113: | Baby-Bird | Baby-bird, baby-bird, Ne'er a song on earth | | 32 | 695 |
| 114: | Babyhood | A baby shines as bright If winter or if May be | | 44 | 1547 |
| 115: | Barking Hall: A Year After | Still the sovereign trees Make the sundawn's breeze | | 54 | 765 |
| 116: | Before a Crucifix | Here, down between the dusty trees, | | 198 | 875 |
| 117: | Before Dawn | Sweet life, if life were stronger, | | 80 | 765 |
| 118: | Before Parting | A month or twain to live on honeycomb | | 36 | 703 |
| 119: | Before Sunset | Love's twilight wanes in heaven above, | | 11 | 898 |
| 120: | Before the Mirror | White rose in red rose-garden Is not so white; | | 63 | 679 |
| 121: | Benediction | Blest in death and life beyond man's guessing | | 11 | 913 |
| 122: | Birth and Death | Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother, | | 11 | 937 |
| 123: | Birthday Ode | Love and praise, and a length of days whose shadow cast upon time is light, | 1891 | 27 | 924 |
| 124: | Birthday Ode for the Anniversary Festival of Victor Hugo | Spring, born in heaven ere many a springtime flown, | 1880 | 519 | 901 |
| 125: | Bismarck at Canossa - Sonnets | Not all disgraced, in that Italian town, | 1881 | 14 | 897 |
| 126: | Blessed Among Women | Blessed was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair, | | 168 | 894 |
| 127: | Burns: an Ode | A fire of fierce and laughing light | | 114 | 709 |
| 128: | By the North Sea | Sea, wind, and sun, with light and sound and breath | | 539 | 897 |
| 129: | By the Wayside | Summer's face was rosiest, skies and woods were mellow, | | 40 | 647 |
| 130: | By Twilight | If we dream that desire of the distance above us | | 11 | 642 |
| 131: | Caliban on Ariel | His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract" | | 15 | 681 |
| 132: | Carnot | Death, winged with fire of hate from deathless hell | 1894 | 14 | 681 |
| 133: | Celaeno | The blind king hides his weeping eyeless head, | | 14 | 745 |
| 134: | Change | But now life's face beholden | | 11 | 955 |
| 135: | Choriambics | Love, what ailed thee to leave life that was made lovely, we thought, with love? | | 22 | 625 |
| 136: | Christmas Antiphones | Thou whose birth on earth Angels sang to men, | | 300 | 885 |
| 137: | Clear The Way! | Clear the way, my lords and lackeys! you have had your day. | | 21 | 879 |
| 138: | Cleopatra | Her beauty might outface the jealous hours, | | 108 | 856 |
| 139: | Comparisons | Child, when they say that others | | 42 | 906 |
| 140: | Concord | Reconciled by death's mild hand, that giving | | 11 | 651 |
| 141: | Cor Cordium | O heart of hearts, the chalice of love’s fire, | | 14 | 902 |
| 142: | Cradle Songs | Baby, baby bright, Sleep can steal from sight | | 84 | 845 |
| 143: | Cromwell's Statue1 | What needs our Cromwell stone or bronze to say | 1895 | 32 | 619 |
| 144: | Dead Love | Dead love, by treason slain, lies stark, | | 11 | 692 |
| 145: | Death and Birth | Death and birth should dwell not near together: | | 11 | 841 |
| 146: | Dedication - A Channel Passage and Other Poems | The sea that is life everlasting | | 104 | 841 |
| 147: | Dedication - From "A Century of Roundels" | Songs light as these may sound, though deep and strong | | 11 | 864 |
| 148: | Dedication - ristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems | Spring speaks again, and all our woods are stirred, | | 28 | 750 |
| 149: | Dedication From "Astrophel and Other Poems" | The sea of the years that endure not | 1893 | 104 | 666 |
| 150: | Dedication From "Poems and Ballads" | The years are many, the changes more, | | 28 | 861 |
| 151: | Dedication to Alice Swinburne | The love that comes and goes like wind or fire | 1887 | 72 | 605 |
| 152: | Dedication to Edward John Trelawny | A sea-mew on a sea-king's wrist alighting, | | 15 | 862 |
| 153: | Dedication to Joseph Mazzini | Take, since you bade it should bear, | | 42 | 867 |
| 154: | Dedication to Joseph Mazzini | Take, since you bade it should bear, | | 42 | 875 |
| 155: | Delphic Hymn to Apollo | Thee, the son of God most high, | | 36 | 628 |
| 156: | Dickens - Sonnets | Chief in thy generation born of men | | 14 | 825 |
| 157: | Discord | Unreconciled by life's fleet years, that fled | | 11 | 656 |
| 158: | Dolores | Cold eyelids that hide like a jewel | | 440 | 634 |
| 159: | Dysthanatos - Sonnets | By no dry death another king goes down | 1881 | 14 | 813 |
| 160: | East to West | Sunset smiles on sunrise: east and west are one, | | 15 | 708 |
| 161: | Eight Years Old | Sun, whom the faltering snow-cloud fears, | 1882 | 64 | 835 |
| 162: | Elegy | Auvergne, Auvergne, O wild and woful land, | | 140 | 850 |
| 163: | England: an Ode | Sea and strand, and a lordlier land than sea-tides rolling and rising sun | | 63 | 579 |
| 164: | Envoi | Fly, white butterflies, out to sea, | | 11 | 646 |
| 165: | Epicede | As a vesture shalt thou change them, said the prophet, | | 56 | 770 |
| 166: | Epilogue to Songs Before Sunrise | Between the wave-ridge and the strand | | 333 | 796 |
| 167: | Erechtheus | Mother of life and death and all men's days, | | 1760 | 588 |
| 168: | Eros | Eros, from rest in isles far-famed, | | 33 | 783 |
| 169: | Erotion | Sweet for a little even to fear, and sweet, | | 44 | 649 |
| 170: | Eton: an Ode | Four hundred summers and fifty have shone on the meadows of Thames and died | | 27 | 622 |
| 171: | Etude Realiste | A Baby's feet, like sea-shells pink, | | 33 | 1439 |
| 172: | Euonymos - Sonnets | A year ago red wrath and keen despair | 1882 | 14 | 900 |
| 173: | Eurydice | Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, | | 14 | 841 |
| 174: | Euthanatos | Forth of our ways and woes, Forth of the winds and snows, | 1881 | 63 | 903 |
| 175: | Evening on the Broads | Over two shadowless waters, adrift as a pinnace in peril, | | 140 | 662 |
| 176: | Faustine | Lean back, and get some minutes’ peace; | | 164 | 667 |
| 177: | Félise | What shall be said between us here | | 295 | 652 |
| 178: | First and Last | Upon the borderlands of being, | | 36 | 967 |
| 179: | First Footsteps | A little way, more soft and sweet | | 11 | 881 |
| 180: | Flower-pieces I. Love Lies Bleeding | Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover | | 11 | 780 |
| 181: | Flower-pieces II. Love in a Mist | Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided, | | 11 | 791 |
| 182: | For a Portrait Of Felice Orsini | Steadfast as sorrow, fiery sad, and sweet | | 14 | 636 |
| 183: | For Greece and Crete | Storm and shame and fraud and darkness fill the nations full with night: | | 21 | 663 |
| 184: | Four Songs Of Four Seasons | Outside the garden The wet skies harden; | | 398 | 709 |
| 185: | Fragoletta | O love! what shall be said of thee? | | 70 | 988 |
| 186: | Genesis | In the outer world that was before this earth, | | 64 | 880 |
| 187: | Grace Darling | Take, O star of all our seas, from not an alien hand, | | 108 | 693 |
| 188: | Grand Chorus of Birds from Aristophanes | Come on then, ye dwellers by nature in darkness, and like to the leaves' generations, | | 37 | 617 |
| 189: | Had I Wist | Had I wist, when life was like a warm wind playing | | 11 | 993 |
| 190: | Hawthorn Dyke | All the golden air is full of balm and bloom | | 14 | 634 |
| 191: | Hawthorn Tide | Dawn is alive in the world, and the darkness of heaven and of earth | | 108 | 766 |
| 192: | Heartsease Country | The far green westward heavens are bland, | | 35 | 973 |
| 193: | Hendecasyllabics | In the month of the long decline of roses | | 38 | 633 |
| 194: | Hermaphroditus | Lift up thy lips, turn round, look back for love, | 1863 | 56 | 963 |
| 195: | Herse | When grace is given us ever to behold | | 76 | 869 |
| 196: | Hertha | I am that which began; Out of me the years roll; | | 200 | 924 |
| 197: | Hesperia | Out of the golden remote wild west where the sea without shore is, | | 92 | 624 |
| 198: | Hope and Fear - Sonnets | Beneath the shadow of dawn’s aerial cope, | | 14 | 631 |
| 199: | Hymn of Man | In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, | | 200 | 875 |
| 200: | Hymn to Proserpine | I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end; | | 110 | 917 |
| 201: | Ilicet | There is an end of joy and sorrow; | | 144 | 890 |
| 202: | In a Garden | Baby, see the flowers! - Baby sees | | 28 | 663 |
| 203: | In a Rosary | Through the low grey archway children's feet that pass | | 40 | 654 |
| 204: | In Guernsey | The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors, | | 94 | 697 |
| 205: | In Harbour | Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us | | 22 | 954 |
| 206: | In Memory of Aurelio Saffi | Beloved above all nations, land adored, | 1896 | 16 | 592 |
| 207: | In Memory of Aurelio Saffi | The wider world of men that is not ours | 1890 | 96 | 752 |
| 208: | In Memory Of Henry A. Bright | Yet again another, ere his crowning year, | | 14 | 885 |
| 209: | In Memory of John William Inchbold | Farewell: how should not such as thou fare well, | | 120 | 647 |
| 210: | In Memory of Walter Savage Landor | Back to the flower-town, side by side, | | 52 | 670 |
| 211: | In San Lorenzo | Is thine hour come to wake, O slumbering Night? | | 14 | 884 |
| 212: | In Sark | Abreast and ahead of the sea is a crag's front cloven asunder | | 11 | 586 |
| 213: | In Sepulcretis | It is not then enough that men who give | | 54 | 921 |
| 214: | In The Bay | Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star | | 240 | 572 |
| 215: | In the Orchard | Leave go my hands, let me catch breath and see; | | 50 | 655 |
| 216: | In Time of Mourning | Return," we dare not as we fain | 1885 | 11 | 602 |
| 217: | Inscriptions for the Four Sides of a Pedestal | Marlowe, the father of the sons of song | | 24 | 692 |
| 218: | Insularum Ocelle' | Sark, fairer than aught in the world that the lit skies cover, | | 11 | 639 |
| 219: | Intercession | O Death, a little more, and then the worm; | 1869 | 56 | 663 |
| 220: | Itylus | Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow, | | 60 | 1015 |
| 221: | Jacobite Song | Now who will speak, and lie not, | | 62 | 711 |
| 222: | John Jones's Wife | Love me and leave me; what love bids retrieve me? can June's fist grasp May? | | 311 | 869 |
| 223: | Joyeuse Garde | The sun was heavy; no more shade at all | | 74 | 597 |
| 224: | Last Words of a Seventh-Rate Poet | Bill, I feel far from quite right if not further: already the pill | | 245 | 812 |
| 225: | Launch of The Livadia | Gold, and fair marbles, and again more gold, | 1880 | 42 | 944 |
| 226: | Laus Veneris | Asleep or waking is it? for her neck, | | 424 | 644 |
| 227: | Les Casquets | From the depths of the waters that lighten and darken | | 208 | 965 |
| 228: | Les Noyades | Whatever a man of the sons of men | | 80 | 558 |
| 229: | Life in Death | He should have followed who goes forth before us, | 1891 | 14 | 781 |
| 230: | Light: an Epicede | Love will not weep because the seal is broken | | 40 | 891 |
| 231: | Lines on the Death of Edward John Trelawny | Last high star of the years whose thunder | | 42 | 890 |
| 232: | Lines on the Monument of Giuseppe Mazzini | Italia, mother of the souls of men, | | 48 | 894 |
| 233: | Loch Torridon | The dawn of night more fair than morning rose, | | 134 | 660 |
| 234: | Locusta | Come close and see her and hearken. This is she. | | 14 | 646 |
| 235: | Louis Blanc - Three Sonnets To His Memory | The stainless soul that smiled through glorious eyes; | | 42 | 861 |
| 236: | Love and Scorn | Love, loyallest and lordliest born of things, | | 42 | 923 |
| 237: | Love and Sleep | Lying asleep between the strokes of night | | 14 | 643 |
| 238: | Love at Sea | We are in love’s land to-day; Where shall we go? | | 35 | 655 |
| 239: | Love In A Mist | Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided, | | 11 | 623 |
| 240: | Love Lies Bleeding | Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover | | 11 | 653 |
| 241: | Lucifer | Voltaire, our England's lover, man divine | | 14 | 987 |
| 242: | Madonna Mia | Under green apple-boughs That never a storm will rouse, | | 80 | 948 |
| 243: | March: an Ode | Ere frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell, and the splendour of winter had passed out of sight, | 1887 | 49 | 927 |
| 244: | Marzo Pazzo | Mad March, with the wind in his wings wide-spread, | | 11 | 628 |
| 245: | Mater Dolorosa | Who is this that sits by the way, by the wild wayside, | | 60 | 909 |
| 246: | Mater Triumphalis | Mother of man’s time-travelling generations, | | 156 | 882 |
| 247: | May Janet | Stand up, stand up, thou May Janet, | | 40 | 948 |
| 248: | Maytime In Midwinter | A new year gleams on us, tearful | | 60 | 963 |
| 249: | Memorial Verses on the Death of William Bell Scott | A life more bright than the sun's face, bowed | | 92 | 832 |
| 250: | Mentana: First Anniversary | At the time when the stars are grey, | | 90 | 903 |
| 251: | Mentana: Second Anniversary | By the dead body of Hope, the spotless lamb | 1869 | 28 | 651 |
| 252: | Mentana: Third Anniversary | Such prayers last year were put up for thy sake; | 1870 | 28 | 596 |
| 253: | Messidor | Put in the sickles and reap; | | 81 | 890 |
| 254: | Monotones | Because there is but one truth; | | 42 | 847 |
| 255: | Mourning | Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old | | 11 | 743 |
| 256: | Music: an Ode | Was it light that spake from the darkness, or music that shone from the word, | | 15 | 674 |
| 257: | Neap-Tide | Far off is the sea, and the land is afar: | | 65 | 635 |
| 258: | Nell Gwyn | Sweet heart, that no taint of the throne or the stage | | 14 | 601 |
| 259: | Nephelidia | From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, | | | 839 |
| 260: | New Year's Day | New Year, be good to England. Bid her name | | 14 | 640 |
| 261: | Night | Night, whom in shape so sweet thou here may'st see | | 10 | 664 |
| 262: | Nine Years Old | Lord of light, whose shine no hands destroy, | 1883 | 81 | 913 |
| 263: | Non Dolet | It does not hurt. She looked along the knife | | 14 | 823 |
| 264: | Northumberland | Between our eastward and our westward sea | | 50 | 609 |
| 265: | Not a Child | Not a child: I call myself a boy,' | | 33 | 994 |
| 266: | Ode on the Insurrection in Candia | I laid my laurel-leaf At the white feet of grief, | 1867 | 246 | 833 |
| 267: | Ode on the Proclamation of the French Republic | With songs and crying and sounds of acclamations, | | 305 | 662 |
| 268: | Off Shore | When the might of the summer | | 205 | 614 |
| 269: | Olive | Who may praise her? Eyes where midnight shames the sun, | | 81 | 658 |
| 270: | On an Old Roundel | Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed, | | 22 | 628 |
| 271: | On Lamb’s Specimens of Dramatic Poets - Sonnets | If all the flowers of all the fields on earth | | 28 | 879 |
| 272: | On The Bicentenary of Corneille | Scarce two hundred years are gone, and the world is past away | | 15 | 807 |
| 273: | On The Cliffs | Between the moondawn and the sundown here | | 433 | 831 |
| 274: | On the Death of Colonel Benson | Northumberland, so proud and sad to-day, | 1901 | 14 | 724 |
| 275: | On the Death of Mrs. Lynn Linton | Kind, wise, and true as truth's own heart, | | 52 | 595 |
| 276: | On the Death of Richard Burton | Night or light is it now, wherein | | 56 | 890 |
| 277: | On The Death Of Richard Doyle | A light of blameless laughter, fancy-bred, | | 14 | 870 |
| 278: | On the Death of Sir Henry Taylor | Fourscore and five times has the gradual year | | 14 | 638 |
| 279: | On the Deaths of Thomas Carlyle - Sonnets | Two souls diverse out of our human sight | | 14 | 841 |
| 280: | On the Downs | A faint sea without wind or sun; | | 156 | 909 |
| 281: | On the Russian Persecution of the Jews - Sonnets | O son of man, by lying tongues adored, | | 14 | 864 |
| 282: | On the South Coast | Hills and valleys where April rallies his radiant squadron of flowers and birds, | | 108 | 682 |
| 283: | One of Twain | One of twain, twin-born with flowers that waken, | | 22 | 835 |
| 284: | Pan and Thalassius | O sea-stray, seed of Apollo, | | 163 | 970 |
| 285: | Papal Allocution | What hast thou done? Hark, till thine ears wax hot, | | 14 | 710 |
| 286: | Past Days | Dead and gone, the days we had together, | | 33 | 838 |
| 287: | Pelagius | The sea shall praise him and the shores bear part | | 42 | 864 |
| 288: | Perinde ac Cadaver | In a vision Liberty stood | | 105 | 850 |
| 289: | Peter's Pence From Perugia | Iscariot, thou grey-grown beast of blood, | | 14 | 683 |
| 290: | Phædra | Lay not thine hand upon me; let me go; | | 186 | 615 |
| 291: | Plus Intra | Soul within sense, immeasurable, obscure, | | 11 | 842 |
| 292: | Plus Ultra | Far beyond the sunrise and the sunset rises | | 11 | 912 |
| 293: | Poems and Ballads - Dedication | The sea gives her shells to the shingle, | 1865 | 104 | 579 |
| 294: | Prelude to Songs Before Sunrise | Between the green bud and the red | | 190 | 851 |
| 295: | Prologue to A Very Woman | Swift music made of passion's changeful power, | | 28 | 869 |
| 296: | Prologue to Arden of Feversham | Love dark as death and fierce as fire on wing | | 40 | 834 |
| 297: | Prologue to Doctor Faustus | Light, as when dawn takes wing and smites the sea, | | 48 | 821 |
| 298: | Prologue to Old Fortunatus | The golden bells of fairyland, that ring | | 34 | 820 |
| 299: | Prologue to The Broken Heart | The mightiest choir of song that memory hears | | 40 | 856 |
| 300: | Prologue to The Duchess of Malfy | When Shakespeare soared from life to death, above | | 38 | 846 |
| 301: | Prologue to The Revenger's Tragedy | Fire, and behind the breathless flight of fire | | 36 | 833 |
| 302: | Prologue to The Spanish Gipsy | The wind that brings us from the springtide south | | 40 | 834 |
| 303: | Prologue to The Two Noble Kinsmen | Sweet as the dewfall, splendid as the south, | | 30 | 927 |
| 304: | Quia Multum Amavit | Am i not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, | | 152 | 897 |
| 305: | Quia Nominor Leo - Sonnets | What part is left thee, lion? Ravenous beast, | 1882 | 28 | 942 |
| 306: | Recollections | Years upon years, as a course of clouds that thicken | | 33 | 907 |
| 307: | Reverse | The wave that breaks against a forward stroke | 1899 | 14 | 624 |
| 308: | Rococo | Take hands and part with laughter; | | 80 | 697 |
| 309: | Rondel | These many years since we began to be, | | 18 | 851 |
| 310: | Rondel | Kissing her hair I sat against her feet, | | 12 | 625 |
| 311: | Russia: an Ode | Out of hell a word comes hissing, dark as doom, | 1890 | 78 | 615 |
| 312: | Sapphics | All the night sleep came not upon my eyelids, | | 80 | 644 |
| 313: | Satia te Sanguine | If you loved me ever so little, | | 72 | 888 |
| 314: | Sestina | I saw my soul at rest upon a day | | 39 | 665 |
| 315: | Seven Years Old | Seven white roses on one tree, | | 49 | 843 |
| 316: | Siena | Inside this northern summer’s fold | | 324 | 785 |
| 317: | Sir William Gomm - Sonnets | At threescore years and five aroused anew | | 28 | 994 |
| 318: | Six Years Old | Between the springs of six and seven, | 1880 | 36 | 919 |
| 319: | Sleep | Sleep, when a soul that her own clouds cover | | 11 | 655 |
| 320: | Song Before Death | Sweet mother, in a minute’s span | 1795 | 18 | 655 |
| 321: | Song for the Centenary of Walter Savage Landor | There is delight in singing, though none hear | | 828 | 562 |
| 322: | Sonnet for a Picture | That nose is out of drawing. With a gasp, | | 14 | 829 |
| 323: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Anonymous Plays | Ye too, dim watchfires of some darkling hour, | | 14 | 744 |
| 324: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Anonymous Plays | More yet and more, and yet we mark not all: | | 14 | 765 |
| 325: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Anonymous Plays: Arden of Feversham | Mother whose womb brought forth our man of men, | | 14 | 801 |
| 326: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Beaumont and Fletcher | An hour ere sudden sunset fired the west, | | 14 | 875 |
| 327: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Ben Jonson | Broad-based, broad-fronted, bounteous, multiform, | | 14 | 888 |
| 328: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Christopher Marlowe | Crowned, girdled, garbed and shod with light and fire, | | 14 | 877 |
| 329: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Epilogue | Our mother, which wast twice, as history saith, | | 14 | 831 |
| 330: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): George Chapman | High priest of Homer, not elect in vain, | | 14 | 715 |
| 331: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): James Shirley | The dusk of day’s decline was hard on dark | | 14 | 802 |
| 332: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): John Day | Day was a full-blown flower in heaven, alive | | 14 | 962 |
| 333: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): John Ford | Hew hard the marble from the mountain’s heart | | 14 | 895 |
| 334: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): John Marston | The bitterness of death and bitterer scorn | | 14 | 744 |
| 335: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): John Webster | Thunder: the flesh quails, and the soul bows down. | | 14 | 905 |
| 336: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Philip Massinger | Clouds here and there arisen an hour past noon | | 14 | 883 |
| 337: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): The Many | Greene, garlanded with February’s few flowers, | | 28 | 687 |
| 338: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): The Tribe of Benjamin | Sons born of many a loyal Muse to Ben, | | 14 | 679 |
| 339: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Thomas Decker | Out of the depths of darkling life where sin | | 14 | 868 |
| 340: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Thomas Heywood | Tom, if they loved thee best who called thee Tom. | | 14 | 740 |
| 341: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): Thomas Middleton | A wild moon riding high from cloud to cloud, | | 14 | 952 |
| 342: | Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650): William Shakespeare | Not if men's tongues and angels' all in one | | 14 | 977 |
| 343: | Sorrow | Sorrow, on wing through the world for ever, | | 11 | 778 |
| 344: | Spring in Tuscany | Rose-red lilies that bloom on the banner; | | 60 | 662 |
| 345: | St. Dorothy | It hath been seen and yet it shall be seen | | 480 | 595 |
| 346: | Stage Love | When the game began between them for a jest, | | 16 | 654 |
| 347: | Stratford-on-Avon | Be glad in heaven above all souls insphered, | 1901 | 14 | 626 |
| 348: | Summer in Auvergne | The sundawn fills the land | | 48 | 622 |
| 349: | Sunrise | If the wind and the sunlight of April and August had mingled the past and hereafter | | 38 | 669 |
| 350: | Sunset and Moonrise | All the west, whereon the sunset sealed the dead year's glorious grave | 1889 | 14 | 810 |
| 351: | Super Flumina Babylonis | By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, | | 128 | 825 |
| 352: | Tenebræ | At the chill high tide of the night, | | 135 | 852 |
| 353: | Thalassius | Upon the flowery forefront of the year, | | 500 | 864 |
| 354: | The Afterglow of Shakespeare | Let there be light, said Time: and England heard: | | 86 | 932 |
| 355: | The Altar of Righteousness | Light and night, whose clouds and glories change and mingle and divide, | | 300 | 619 |
| 356: | The Armada | England, mother born of seamen, daughter fostered of the sea, | 1888 | 354 | 865 |
| 357: | The Augurs | Lay the corpse out on the altar; bid the elect | | 14 | 623 |
| 358: | The Ballad of Dead Men's Bay | The sea swings owre the slants of sand, | | 116 | 636 |
| 359: | The Ballad of Melicertes | Death, a light outshining life, bids heaven resume | | 36 | 815 |
| 360: | The Bloody Son | O where have ye been the morn sae late, | | 89 | 885 |
| 361: | The Bride's Tragedy | The wind wears roun', the day wears doun, | | 120 | 692 |
| 362: | The Brothers | There were twa brethren fell on strife; | | 80 | 672 |
| 363: | The Burden of Austria | O daughter of pride, wasted with misery, | 1866 | 14 | 675 |
| 364: | The Centenary of Alexandre Dumas | Sound of trumpets blowing down the merriest winds of morn, | | 14 | 899 |
| 365: | The Centenary of the Battle of the Nile | A hundred years have lightened and have waned | 1898 | 32 | 668 |
| 366: | The Channel Tunnel - Sonnets | Not for less love, all glorious France, to thee, | 1881 | 14 | 829 |
| 367: | The Commonweal | Eight hundred years and twenty-one | 1887 | 250 | 856 |
| 368: | The Commonweal: A Song for Unionists | Men, whose fathers braved the world in arms against our isles in union, | 1886 | 60 | 587 |
| 369: | The Complaint of Lisa | There is no woman living who draws breath | | 150 | 611 |
| 370: | The Death of Richard Wagner | Mourning on earth, as when dark hours descend, | | 33 | 866 |
| 371: | The Descent into Hell | O Night and death, to whom we grudged him then, | 1873 | 28 | 633 |
| 372: | The Emperor's Progress. - A Study in Three Stages. | A child of brighter than the morning's birth | | | 987 |
| 373: | The Eve of Revolution | The trumpets of the four winds of the world | | 432 | 896 |
| 374: | The Festival of Beatrice | Dante, sole standing on the heavenward height | | 14 | 754 |
| 375: | The First of June | Peace and war are one in proof of England's deathless praise. | | 14 | 1037 |
| 376: | The Fourteenth of July | Thou shouldst have risen as never dawn yet rose, | 1880 | 14 | 875 |
| 377: | The Garden of Cymodoce | Sea, and bright wind, and heaven of ardent air, | | 357 | 835 |
| 378: | The Garden of Proserpine | Here, where the world is quiet; | | 96 | 654 |
| 379: | The Halt Before Rome | Is it so, that the sword is broken, | 1867 | 322 | 869 |
| 380: | The High Oaks | Fourscore years and seven Light and dew from heaven | 1896 | 108 | 614 |
| 381: | The Higher Pantheism in a Nutshell | One, who is not, we see: but one, whom we see not, is: | | 26 | 829 |
| 382: | The Interpreters | Days dawn on us that make amends for many | 1885 | 48 | 689 |
| 383: | The King’s Daughter | We were ten maidens in the green corn, | | 56 | 844 |
| 384: | The Lake of Gaube | The sun is lord and god, sublime, serene, | | 70 | 803 |
| 385: | The Last Oracle | Years have risen and fallen in darkness or in twilight, | | 147 | 580 |
| 386: | The Leper | Nothing is better, I well think, | | 140 | 624 |
| 387: | The Litany of Nations | If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, | | 176 | 818 |
| 388: | The Lute and the Lyre | Deep desire, that pierces heart and spirit to the root, | | 11 | 949 |
| 389: | The Many | Greene, garlanded with February's few flowers | | 14 | 620 |
| 390: | The Masque of Queen Bersabe - A Miracle-Play | Knights mine, all that be in hall, | | 436 | 608 |
| 391: | The Moderates | She stood before her traitors bound and bare, | 1870 | 14 | 610 |
| 392: | The Monument of Giordano Bruno | Not from without us, only from within, | 1889 | 28 | 803 |
| 393: | The Oblation | Ask nothing more of me, sweet; | | 18 | 753 |
| 394: | The Palace of Pan | September, all glorious with gold, as a king | 1893 | 65 | 620 |
| 395: | The Passing of the Hawthorn | The coming of the hawthorn brings on earth | | 14 | 845 |
| 396: | The Person of the House | The sickly airs had died of damp; | | 120 | 799 |
| 397: | The Pilgrims | Who is your lady of love, O ye that pass | | 88 | 870 |
| 398: | The Poet and the Woodlouse | Said a poet to a woodlouse, "Thou art certainly my brother; | | 52 | 814 |
| 399: | The Promise of the Hawthorn | Spring sleeps and stirs and trembles with desire | | 14 | 952 |
| 400: | The Question | Shall England consummate the crime | 1887 | 100 | 646 |
| 401: | The Recall | Return, they cry, ere yet your day | | 11 | 573 |
| 402: | The Resurrection of Alcilia | Sweet song-flower of the Mayspring of our song, | | 14 | 1003 |
| 403: | The Roundel | A roundel is wrought as a ring or a starbright sphere, | | 11 | 822 |
| 404: | The Salt of the Earth | If childhood were not in the world, | | 16 | 870 |
| 405: | The Saviour of Society | O son of man, but of what man who knows? | | 28 | 634 |
| 406: | The Sea-Swallows | This fell when Christmas lights were done, | | 64 | 984 |
| 407: | The Song of the Standard | Maiden most beautiful, mother most bountiful, lady of lands, | | 48 | 893 |
| 408: | The Statue of Victor Hugo | Since in Athens God stood plain for adoration, | | 200 | 674 |
| 409: | The Sundew | A little marsh-plant, yellow green, | | 45 | 652 |
| 410: | The Tale of Balen | Love that holds life and death in fee, | 1896 | 2290 | 626 |
| 411: | The Transvaal | Patience, long sick to death, is dead. Too long | 1899 | 14 | 650 |
| 412: | The Triumph of Time | Before our lives divide for ever, | | 392 | 609 |
| 413: | The Turning of the Tide | Storm, strong with all the bitter heart of hate, | 1900 | 14 | 601 |
| 414: | The Twilight of the Lords | Is the sound a trumpet blown, or a bell for burial tolled, | | 42 | 865 |
| 415: | The Two Dreams | I will that if I say a heavy thing | | 442 | 595 |
| 416: | The Tyneside Widow | There's mony a man loves land and life, | | 75 | 788 |
| 417: | The Union | Three in one, but one in three, | | 32 | 624 |
| 418: | The Way of the Wind | The wind's way in the deep sky's hollow | | 11 | 1007 |
| 419: | The Weary Wedding | O daughter, why do ye laugh and weep, | | 236 | 632 |
| 420: | The Winds | O weary fa' the east wind, | | 16 | 600 |
| 421: | The Witch-Mother | O where will ye gang to and where will ye sleep, | | 64 | 637 |
| 422: | The Year of Love | There were four loves that one by one, | | 44 | 871 |
| 423: | The Year Of The Rose | From the depths of the green garden-closes | | 86 | 613 |
| 424: | Three faces I. Ventimiglia | The sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank: | | 11 | 755 |
| 425: | Three faces II. Genoa | Again the same strange might of eyes, that saw | | 11 | 762 |
| 426: | Three faces III. Venice | Out of the dark pure twilight, where the stream | | 11 | 719 |
| 427: | Three Weeks Old | Three weeks since there was no such rose in being; | | 12 | 876 |
| 428: | Threnody | Life, sublime and serene when time had power upon it and ruled its breath, | 1892 | 27 | 843 |
| 429: | Threnody | Watching here alone by the fire whereat last year | | 35 | 789 |
| 430: | Time and Life | Time, thy name is sorrow, says the stricken | | 22 | 905 |
| 431: | Tiresias | It is an hour before the hour of dawn. | | 384 | 810 |
| 432: | To a Baby Kinswoman | Love, whose light thrills heaven and earth, | 1894 | 90 | 726 |
| 433: | To a Cat | Stately, kindly, lordly friend, | | 66 | 677 |
| 434: | To a Seamew | When I had wings, my brother, | 1886 | 120 | 934 |
| 435: | To Catullus | My brother, my Valerius, dearest head | | 11 | 530 |
| 436: | To Dora Dorian | Child of two strong nations, heir | | 11 | 866 |
| 437: | To Dr. John Brown - Sonnets | Beyond the north wind lay the land of old | | 14 | 620 |
| 438: | To George Frederick Watts | High thought and hallowed love, by faith made one, | 1897 | 14 | 607 |
| 439: | To John Nichol - Sonnets | Friend of the dead, and friend of all my days | | 28 | 858 |
| 440: | To Sir Richard F. Burton | Westward the sun sinks, grave and glad; but far | | 14 | 631 |
| 441: | To the Memory of Walter Savage Landor | oixeo de Boreethen apotropos' alla se Numphai | | 65 | 554 |
| 442: | To Victor Hugo | In the fair days when God | | 192 | 656 |
| 443: | To Walt Whitman in America | Send but a song oversea for us, | | 154 | 846 |
| 444: | To William Bell Scott - Sonnets | The larks are loud above our leagues of whin | 1882 | 14 | 807 |
| 445: | Trafalgar Day | Sea, that art ours as we are thine, whose name | 1895 | 32 | 601 |
| 446: | Tristram of Lyonesse - I - Prelude: Tristram and Iseult | Love, that is first and last of all things made, | | 250 | 741 |
| 447: | Tristram of Lyonesse - I - The Sailing of the Swallow | About the middle music of the spring | | 802 | 766 |
| 448: | Tristram of Lyonesse - II - The Queen’s Pleasance | Out of the night arose the second day, | | 480 | 751 |
| 449: | Tristram of Lyonesse - III - Tristram in Brittany | As the dawn loves the sunlight I love thee;’ | | 425 | 783 |
| 450: | Tristram of Lyonesse - IV - The Maiden Marriage | Spring watched her last moon burn and fade with May | | 230 | 788 |
| 451: | Tristram of Lyonesse - IX - The Last Pilgrimage | Fate, that was born ere spirit and flesh were made, | | 576 | 605 |
| 452: | Tristram of Lyonesse - V - Iseult at Tintagel | But that same night in Cornwall oversea | | 341 | 734 |
| 453: | Tristram of Lyonesse - VI - Joyous Gard | A little time, O Love, a little light, | | 503 | 615 |
| 454: | Tristram of Lyonesse - VII - The Wife’s Vigil | But all that year in Brittany forlorn, | | 230 | 593 |
| 455: | Tristram of Lyonesse - VIII - The Last Pilgrimage | Enough of ease, O Love, enough of light, | | 644 | 639 |
| 456: | Twins | April, on whose wings Ride all gracious things, | 1881 | 120 | 859 |
| 457: | Two preludes | Love, out of the depth of things, | | 22 | 874 |
| 458: | Via Dolorosa | The days of a man are threescore years and ten. | 1887 | 112 | 766 |
| 459: | Victor Hugo: L’archipel de la Manche | Sea and land are fairer now, nor aught is all the same, | | 14 | 836 |
| 460: | Vos Deos Laudamus: The Conservative Journalist’s Anthem | O Lords our Gods, beneficent, sublime, | 1883 | 42 | 772 |
| 461: | Wasted Love | What shall be done for sorrow | | 11 | 831 |
| 462: | What is Death! | Looking on a page where stood | | 14 | 844 |
| 463: | William Shakespeare | Not if men’s tongues and angels’ all in one | | 14 | 726 |
| 464: | Winter in Northumberland | Outside the garden The wet skies harden; | | 240 | 618 |
