| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | Ballata I. | Never thy veil, in sun or in the shade, | | 32 | 443 |
| 2: | Ballata II. | My wearied eyes! while looking thus | | 17 | 404 |
| 3: | Ballata III. | That fire for ever which I thought at rest, | | 17 | 432 |
| 4: | Ballata IV. | Though cruelty denies my view | | 38 | 327 |
| 5: | Ballata V. | Late as those eyes on my sunk cheek inclined, | | 14 | 360 |
| 6: | Ballata VI. | From time to time more clemency for me | | 28 | 390 |
| 7: | Canzone I. | In the sweet season when my life was new, | | 170 | 379 |
| 8: | Canzone II. | O spirit wish'd and waited for in heaven, | | 229 | 319 |
| 9: | Canzone III. | Green robes and red, purple, or brown, or gray | | 58 | 356 |
| 10: | Canzone IV. | The thread on which my weary life depends | | 120 | 329 |
| 11: | Canzone IX. | Lady, in your bright eyes | | 81 | 372 |
| 12: | Canzone V. | In that still season, when the rapid sun | | 122 | 477 |
| 13: | Canzone VI. | Spirit heroic! who with fire divine | | 108 | 369 |
| 14: | Canzone VII. | Me wretched! for I know not whither tend | | 50 | 416 |
| 15: | Canzone VIII. | Since human life is frail, | | 217 | 405 |
| 16: | Canzone X. | Since then by destiny | | 94 | 342 |
| 17: | Canzone XI. | Never more shall I sing, as I have sung: | | 94 | 322 |
| 18: | Canzone XII. | A lady, lovelier, brighter than the sun, | | 112 | 427 |
| 19: | Canzone XIII. | Oh! that my cheeks were taught | | 78 | 341 |
| 20: | Canzone XIV. | Ye limpid brooks, by whose clear streams | | 184 | 390 |
| 21: | Canzone XIX. | Perdie! I said it not, | | 108 | 417 |
| 22: | Canzone XV. | When Love, fond Love, commands the strain, | | 90 | 411 |
| 23: | Canzone XVI. | O my own Italy! though words are vain | | 144 | 319 |
| 24: | Canzone XVII. | From hill to hill I roam, from thought to thought, | | 72 | 513 |
| 25: | Canzone XVIII. | Whate'er most wild and new | | 98 | 384 |
| 26: | Canzone XX. | As pass'd the years which I have left behind, | | 98 | 398 |
| 27: | Canzone XXI. | Ceaseless I think, and in each wasting thought | | 136 | 321 |
| 28: | Madrigale I. | Not Dian to her lover was more dear, | | 8 | 393 |
| 29: | Madrigale II. | Bright in whose face Love's conquering ensign stream'd, | | 10 | 364 |
| 30: | Madrigale III. | From heaven an angel upon radiant wings, | | 8 | 537 |
| 31: | Madrigale IV. | Now, Love, at length behold a youthful fair, | | 9 | 346 |
| 32: | Sestina I. | To every animal that dwells on earth, | | 79 | 542 |
| 33: | Sestina II | A youthful lady 'neath a laurel green | | 42 | 461 |
| 34: | Sestina III. | The overcharged air, the impending cloud, | | 39 | 391 |
| 35: | Sestina IV. | Who is resolved to venture his vain life | | 39 | 359 |
| 36: | Sestina V. | Beneath the pleasant shade of beauteous leaves | | 39 | 379 |
| 37: | Sestina VI. | Life's three first stages train'd my soul in part | | 39 | 375 |
| 38: | Sestina VII. | Nor Ocean holds such swarms amid his waves, | | 81 | 372 |
| 39: | Sestina VIII. | When music warbles from each thorn, | | 54 | 320 |
| 40: | Sonnet C. | Since mercy's door is closed, alas! to me, | | 14 | 377 |
| 41: | Sonnet CC. | O Love, I err, and I mine error own, | | 14 | 373 |
| 42: | Sonnet CCI. | A kingly nature, an angelic mind, | | 28 | 371 |
| 43: | Sonnet CCII. | Oft have I pray'd to Love, and still I pray, | | 14 | 327 |
| 44: | Sonnet CCIII. | The sovereign Lord, 'gainst whom of no avail | | 14 | 348 |
| 45: | Sonnet CCIV. | Look on that hill, my fond but harass'd heart! | | 14 | 333 |
| 46: | Sonnet CCIX. | Haply my style to some may seem too free | | 14 | 407 |
| 47: | Sonnet CCV. | O hill with green o'erspread, with groves o'erhung! | | 28 | 356 |
| 48: | Sonnet CCVI. | Evil oppresses me and worse dismay, | | 28 | 369 |
| 49: | Sonnet CCVII. | Two brilliant roses, fresh from Paradise, | | 14 | 339 |
| 50: | Sonnet CCVIII. | The balmy gale, that, with its tender sigh, | | 14 | 393 |
| 51: | Sonnet CCX. | Who wishes to behold the utmost might | | 28 | 556 |
| 52: | Sonnet CCXI. | O Laura! when my tortured mind | | 38 | 469 |
| 53: | Sonnet CCXII. | To soothe me distant far, in days gone by, | | 14 | 403 |
| 54: | Sonnet CCXIII. | O misery! horror! can it, then, be true, | | 14 | 366 |
| 55: | Sonnet CCXIV. | Uncertain of my state, I weep and sing, | | 14 | 379 |
| 56: | Sonnet CCXIX. | On the fair face for which I long and sigh | | 14 | 596 |
| 57: | Sonnet CCXV. | O angel looks! O accents of the skies! | | 28 | 376 |
| 58: | Sonnet CCXVI. | Still do I wait to hear, in vain still wait, | | 28 | 335 |
| 59: | Sonnet CCXVII. | Tranquil and happy loves in this agree, | | 14 | 381 |
| 60: | Sonnet CCXVIII. | Oh! that from her some vengeance I could wrest | | 14 | 361 |
| 61: | Sonnet CCXX. | Live sparks were glistening from her twin bright eyes, | | 14 | 433 |
| 62: | Sonnet CCXXI. | Still have I sought a life of solitude; | | 28 | 328 |
| 63: | Sonnet CCXXII. | In one fair star I saw two brilliant eyes, | | 14 | 324 |
| 64: | Sonnet CCXXIII. | Feels any fair the glorious wish to gain | | 14 | 328 |
| 65: | Sonnet CCXXIV. | Methinks that life in lovely woman first, | | 14 | 384 |
| 66: | Sonnet CCXXV. | Tree, victory's bright guerdon, wont to crown | | 28 | 336 |
| 67: | Sonnet CCXXVI. | Hard heart and cold, a stern will past belief, | | 14 | 332 |
| 68: | Sonnet CCXXVII. | My lord and friend! thoughts, wishes, all inclined | | 14 | 399 |
| 69: | Sonnet CI. | Ways apt and new to sing of love I'd find, | | 14 | 361 |
| 70: | Sonnet CII. | If no love is, O God, what fele I so? | | 28 | 405 |
| 71: | Sonnet CIII. | Love makes me as the target for his dart, | | 28 | 348 |
| 72: | Sonnet CIV. | I fynde no peace and all my warre is done, | | 28 | 540 |
| 73: | Sonnet CIX. | The long Love that in my thought I harbour, | | 42 | 337 |
| 74: | Sonnet CL. | If thus the dear glance of my lady slay, | | 32 | 361 |
| 75: | Sonnet CLI. | Love, Nature, Laura's gentle self combines, | | 28 | 384 |
| 76: | Sonnet CLII. | This wondrous Phoenix with the golden plumes | | 14 | 554 |
| 77: | Sonnet CLIII. | Had tuneful Maro seen, and Homer old, | | 14 | 431 |
| 78: | Sonnet CLIV. | The son of Philip, when he saw the tomb | | 28 | 337 |
| 79: | Sonnet CLIX. | Here stand we, Love, our glory to behold | | 28 | 348 |
| 80: | Sonnet CLV. | O blessed Sun! that sole sweet leaf I love, | | 14 | 389 |
| 81: | Sonnet CLVI. | My bark, deep laden with oblivion, rides | | 28 | 338 |
| 82: | Sonnet CLVII. | Beneath a laurel, two fair streams between, | | 30 | 415 |
| 83: | Sonnet CLVIII. | As life eternal is with God to be, | | 14 | 495 |
| 84: | Sonnet CLX. | I feed my fancy on such noble food, | | 28 | 336 |
| 85: | Sonnet CLXI. | The gale, that o'er yon hills flings softer blue, | | 28 | 352 |
| 86: | Sonnet CLXII. | I alter day by day in hair and mien, | | 14 | 373 |
| 87: | Sonnet CLXIII. | The gentle gale, that plays my face around, | | 28 | 415 |
| 88: | Sonnet CLXIV. | The heavenly airs from yon green laurel roll'd, | | 14 | 325 |
| 89: | Sonnet CLXIX. | The flames that ever on my bosom prey | | 14 | 389 |
| 90: | Sonnet CLXV. | The pleasant gale, that to the sun unplaits | | 28 | 365 |
| 91: | Sonnet CLXVI. | O beauteous hand! that dost my heart subdue, | | 28 | 377 |
| 92: | Sonnet CLXVII. | Not of one dear hand only I complain, | | 14 | 367 |
| 93: | Sonnet CLXVIII. | Me Love and Fortune then supremely bless'd! | | 14 | 285 |
| 94: | Sonnet CLXX. | Alas, with ardour past belief I glow! | | 28 | 468 |
| 95: | Sonnet CLXXI. | Soul! with such various faculties endued | | 14 | 393 |
| 96: | Sonnet CLXXII. | Sweet scorn, sweet anger, and sweet misery, | | 28 | 359 |
| 97: | Sonnet CLXXIII. | Impetuous flood, that from the Alps' rude head, | | 28 | 335 |
| 98: | Sonnet CLXXIV. | The loved hills where I left myself behind, | | 28 | 345 |
| 99: | Sonnet CLXXIX. | High birth in humble life, reserved yet kind, | | 28 | 345 |
| 100: | Sonnet CLXXV. | From Spanish Ebro to Hydaspes old, | | 14 | 341 |
| 101: | Sonnet CLXXVI. | Passion impels me, Love escorts and leads, | | 28 | 366 |
| 102: | Sonnet CLXXVII. | Happy in visions, and content to pine, | | 14 | 348 |
| 103: | Sonnet CLXXVIII. | Graces, that liberal Heaven on few bestows; | | 28 | 359 |
| 104: | Sonnet CLXXVIII. | If faith most true, a heart that cannot feign, | | 28 | 348 |
| 105: | Sonnet CLXXX. | Through the long lingering day, estranged from rest, | | 14 | 481 |
| 106: | Sonnet CLXXXI. | Erewhile I labour'd with complaint so true, | | 14 | 383 |
| 107: | Sonnet CLXXXII. | Where'er she moves, whatever dames among, | | 28 | 321 |
| 108: | Sonnet CLXXXIII. | The birds' sweet wail, their renovated song, | | 28 | 393 |
| 109: | Sonnet CLXXXIV. | Whence could Love take the gold, and from what vein, | | 28 | 365 |
| 110: | Sonnet CLXXXIX. | Twelve ladies, their rare toil who lightly bore, | | 14 | 335 |
| 111: | Sonnet CLXXXV. | What destiny of mine, what fraud or force, | | 14 | 368 |
| 112: | Sonnet CLXXXVI. | P. Pensive and glad, accompanied, alone, | | 14 | 353 |
| 113: | Sonnet CLXXXVII. | When in the sea sinks the sun's golden light, | | 28 | 357 |
| 114: | Sonnet CV. | Vengeaunce must fall on thee, thow filthie whore | | 28 | 378 |
| 115: | Sonnet CVI. | Covetous Babylon of wrath divine | | 14 | 310 |
| 116: | Sonnet CVII. | Spring of all woe, O den of curssed ire, | | 32 | 342 |
| 117: | Sonnet CVIII. | The more my own fond wishes would impel | | 14 | 321 |
| 118: | Sonnet CX. | As when at times in summer's scorching heats. | | 14 | 357 |
| 119: | Sonnet CXC | Never was bird, spoil'd of its young, more sad, | | 14 | 447 |
| 120: | Sonnet CXCI. | Ye laughing gales, that sporting with my fair, | | 28 | 428 |
| 121: | Sonnet CXCII. | My poor heart op'ning with his puissant hand, | | 14 | 478 |
| 122: | Sonnet CXCIII. | I sang, who now lament; nor less delight | | 14 | 373 |
| 123: | Sonnet CXCIV. | I wept, but now I sing; its heavenly light | | 14 | 385 |
| 124: | Sonnet CXCIX. | Alas! Love bears me where I would not go, | | 14 | 423 |
| 125: | Sonnet CXCV. | I lived so tranquil, with my lot content, | | 14 | 395 |
| 126: | Sonnet CXCVI. | What though the ablest artists of old time | | 14 | 397 |
| 127: | Sonnet CXCVII. | Strange, passing strange adventure! when from one | | 14 | 429 |
| 128: | Sonnet CXCVIII. | Thou little chamber'd haven to the woes | | 28 | 376 |
| 129: | Sonnet CXI. | Whene'er you speak of her in that soft tone | | 14 | 313 |
| 130: | Sonnet CXII. | Ne'er can the sun such radiance soft display, | | 28 | 481 |
| 131: | Sonnet CXIII. | Place me where herb and flower the sun has dried, | | 42 | 373 |
| 132: | Sonnet CXIV. | O mind, by ardent virtue graced and warm'd. | | 28 | 386 |
| 133: | Sonnet CXIX. | Fiercer than tiger, savager than bear, | | 14 | 371 |
| 134: | Sonnet CXL. | Marking of those bright eyes the sun serene | | 14 | 336 |
| 135: | Sonnet CXLI. | Ill-omen'd was that star's malignant gleam | | 28 | 439 |
| 136: | Sonnet CXLII. | The time and scene where I a slave became | | 14 | 339 |
| 137: | Sonnet CXLIII. | Through woods inhospitable, wild, I rove, | | 28 | 349 |
| 138: | Sonnet CXLIV | Love, who his votary wings in heart and feet, | | 14 | 353 |
| 139: | Sonnet CXLIX. | Tis Love's caprice to freeze the bosom now | | 28 | 331 |
| 140: | Sonnet CXLV. | Love in one instant spurs me and restrains, | | 14 | 452 |
| 141: | Sonnet CXLVI. | When my sweet foe, so haughty oft and high, | | 14 | 405 |
| 142: | Sonnet CXLVII. | Thou Po to distant realms this frame mayst bear, | | 28 | 316 |
| 143: | Sonnet CXLVIII. | Love 'mid the grass beneath a laurel green | | 14 | 334 |
| 144: | Sonnet CXV. | When, with two ardent spurs and a hard rein, | | 14 | 390 |
| 145: | Sonnet CXVI. | Not all the streams that water the bright earth, | | 28 | 497 |
| 146: | Sonnet CXVII. | P. What actions fire thee, and what musings fill? | | 28 | 379 |
| 147: | Sonnet CXVIII. | No wearied mariner to port e'er fled | | 28 | 364 |
| 148: | Sonnet CXX. | Go, my warm sighs, go to that frozen breast, | | 28 | 319 |
| 149: | Sonnet CXXI. | The stars, the elements, and Heaven have made | | 28 | 325 |
| 150: | Sonnet CXXII. | High Jove to thunder ne'er was so intent, | | 14 | 361 |
| 151: | Sonnet CXXIII. | On earth reveal'd the beauties of the skies, | | 28 | 421 |
| 152: | Sonnet CXXIV. | That ever-painful, ever-honour'd day | | 28 | 409 |
| 153: | Sonnet CXXIX. | Gay, joyous blooms, and herbage glad with showers, | | 28 | 413 |
| 154: | Sonnet CXXV. | Where'er I rest or turn my weary eyes, | | 14 | 331 |
| 155: | Sonnet CXXVI. | Say from what part of heaven 'twas Nature drew, | | 28 | 421 |
| 156: | Sonnet CXXVII. | As one who sees a thing incredible, | | 14 | 350 |
| 157: | Sonnet CXXVIII. | O scatter'd steps! O vague and busy thoughts! | | 14 | 419 |
| 158: | Sonnet CXXX. | Love, thou who seest each secret thought display'd, | | 28 | 351 |
| 159: | Sonnet CXXXI. | O'er earth and sky her lone watch silence keeps, | | 28 | 345 |
| 160: | Sonnet CXXXII. | As o'er the fresh grass her fair form its sweet | | 14 | 411 |
| 161: | Sonnet CXXXIII. | Still had I sojourn'd in that Delphic cave | | 14 | 347 |
| 162: | Sonnet CXXXIV. | If Love her beauteous eyes to earth incline, | | 28 | 424 |
| 163: | Sonnet CXXXIX. | O deadly Envy, virtue's constant foe, | | 14 | 365 |
| 164: | Sonnet CXXXV. | Love to my mind recalling that sweet thought, | | 14 | 326 |
| 165: | Sonnet CXXXVI. | Such vain thought as wonted to mislead me | | 28 | 443 |
| 166: | Sonnet CXXXVII. | Oft as her angel face compassion wore, | | 28 | 381 |
| 167: | Sonnet CXXXVIII. | Me Love has left in fair cold arms to lie, | | 14 | 359 |
| 168: | Sonnet Found In Laura's Tomb. | Here peaceful sleeps the chaste, the happy shade | | 42 | 396 |
| 169: | Sonnet II. | For many a crime at once to make me smart, | | 39 | 440 |
| 170: | Sonnet III. | Twas on the morn, when heaven its blessed ray | | 39 | 396 |
| 171: | Sonnet IV. | He that with wisdom, goodness, power divine, | | 49 | 421 |
| 172: | Sonnet IX. | When the great planet which directs the hours | | 28 | 368 |
| 173: | Sonnet L. | Alas! this heart by me was little known | | 14 | 386 |
| 174: | Sonnet LI. | Upon the left shore of the Tyrrhene sea, | | 14 | 383 |
| 175: | Sonnet LII. | The solemn aspect of this sacred shore | | 14 | 366 |
| 176: | Sonnet LIII. | Full well I know that natural wisdom nought, | | 17 | 345 |
| 177: | Sonnet LIV. | I weary me alway with questions keen | | 14 | 343 |
| 178: | Sonnet LIX. | If, of this fourteenth year wherein I sigh, | | 14 | 347 |
| 179: | Sonnet LV. | The bright eyes which so struck my fenceless side | | 28 | 317 |
| 180: | Sonnet LVI. | By promise fair and artful flattery | | 14 | 339 |
| 181: | Sonnet LVII. | Had Policletus seen her, or the rest | | 28 | 385 |
| 182: | Sonnet LVIII. | When, at my word, the high thought fired his mind, | | 28 | 355 |
| 183: | Sonnet LX. | Evil by custom, as by nature frail, | | 32 | 303 |
| 184: | Sonnet LXI. | Yet was I never of your love aggrieved, | | 28 | 474 |
| 185: | Sonnet LXII. | Till silver'd o'er by age my temples grow, | | 14 | 367 |
| 186: | Sonnet LXIII. | Playne ye, myne eyes, accompanye my harte, | | 28 | 358 |
| 187: | Sonnet LXIV. | I always loved, I love sincerely yet, | | 14 | 419 |
| 188: | Sonnet LXIX. | Loose to the breeze her golden tresses flow'd | | 42 | 393 |
| 189: | Sonnet LXV. | Always in hate the window shall I bear, | | 14 | 385 |
| 190: | Sonnet LXVI. | Instantly a good archer draws his bow | | 14 | 369 |
| 191: | Sonnet LXVII. | Since my hope's fruit yet faileth to arrive, | | 14 | 346 |
| 192: | Sonnet LXVIII. | Fleeing the prison which had long detain'd, | | 14 | 427 |
| 193: | Sonnet LXX. | The beauteous lady thou didst love so well | | 28 | 383 |
| 194: | Sonnet LXXI. | Weep, beauteous damsels, and let Cupid weep, | | 28 | 411 |
| 195: | Sonnet LXXII. | White--to my heart Love oftentimes had said | | 14 | 344 |
| 196: | Sonnet LXXIII. | When reaches through the eyes the conscious heart | | 14 | 415 |
| 197: | Sonnet LXXIV. | Could I, in melting verse, my thoughts but throw, | | 14 | 395 |
| 198: | Sonnet LXXIX. | That window where my sun is often seen | | 28 | 380 |
| 199: | Sonnet LXXV. | Weary with expectation's endless round, | | 14 | 334 |
| 200: | Sonnet LXXVI. | Alas! fair Liberty, thus left by thee, | | 28 | 341 |
| 201: | Sonnet LXXVII. | Orso, a curb upon thy gallant horse | | 14 | 343 |
| 202: | Sonnet LXXVIII. | Still has it been our bitter lot to prove | | 28 | 361 |
| 203: | Sonnet LXXX. | Alas! well know I what sad havoc makes | | 28 | 428 |
| 204: | Sonnet LXXXI. | When Egypt's traitor Pompey's honour'd head | | 28 | 362 |
| 205: | Sonnet LXXXII. | Hannibal conquer'd oft, but never knew | | 14 | 338 |
| 206: | Sonnet LXXXIII. | Sweet virtue's blossom had its promise shed | | 28 | 361 |
| 207: | Sonnet LXXXIV. | No hope of respite, of escape no way, | | 14 | 358 |
| 208: | Sonnet LXXXIX. | To thee, Sennuccio, fain would I declare, | | 28 | 340 |
| 209: | Sonnet LXXXV. | Ah, happiest spot of earth! in this sweet place | | 28 | 426 |
| 210: | Sonnet LXXXVI. | Alas! how ceaselessly is urged Love's claim, | | 14 | 316 |
| 211: | Sonnet LXXXVII. | As Love his arts in haunts familiar tried, | | 14 | 373 |
| 212: | Sonnet LXXXVIII. | She, in her face who doth my gone heart wear, | | 14 | 345 |
| 213: | Sonnet V. | In sighs when I outbreathe your cherish'd name, | | 14 | 329 |
| 214: | Sonnet VI. | So wayward now my will, and so unwise, | | 28 | 365 |
| 215: | Sonnet VII. | Torn is each virtue from its earthly throne | | 28 | 447 |
| 216: | Sonnet VIII. | Beneath the verdant hills--where the fair vest | | 28 | 332 |
| 217: | Sonnet X. | Glorious Colonna! still the strength and stay | | 28 | 332 |
| 218: | Sonnet XC. | Friend, on this spot, I life but half endure | | 14 | 372 |
| 219: | Sonnet XCI. | Yes, out of impious Babylon I'm flown, | | 28 | 332 |
| 220: | Sonnet XCII. | Tween two fond lovers I a lady spied, | | 14 | 366 |
| 221: | Sonnet XCIII. | O'erflowing with the sweets ineffable, | | 14 | 391 |
| 222: | Sonnet XCIV. | If, which our valley bars, this wall of stone, | | 14 | 320 |
| 223: | Sonnet XCIX. | Love, Fortune, and my melancholy mind, | | 28 | 425 |
| 224: | Sonnet XCV. | My sixteenth year of sighs its course has run, | | 14 | 366 |
| 225: | Sonnet XCVI. | Those pious lines wherein are finely met | | 14 | 347 |
| 226: | Sonnet XCVII. | The seventeenth summer now, alas! is gone, | | 28 | 323 |
| 227: | Sonnet XCVIII. | That witching paleness, which with cloud of love | | 28 | 343 |
| 228: | Sonnet XI. | If o'er each bitter pang, each hidden throe | | 28 | 405 |
| 229: | Sonnet XII. | Throned on her angel brow, when Love displays | | 28 | 631 |
| 230: | Sonnet XIII. | With weary frame which painfully I bear, | | 28 | 357 |
| 231: | Sonnet XIV. | The palmer bent, with locks of silver gray, | | 28 | 370 |
| 232: | Sonnet XIX. | A thousand times, sweet warrior, have I tried, | | 28 | 443 |
| 233: | Sonnet XL. | If fire was never yet by fire subdued, | | 14 | 330 |
| 234: | Sonnet XLI. | Although from falsehood I did thee restrain | | 28 | 345 |
| 235: | Sonnet XLII. | Had but the light which dazzled them afar | | 14 | 378 |
| 236: | Sonnet XLIII. | Either that blind desire, which life destroys | | 28 | 341 |
| 237: | Sonnet XLIV. | Ever my hap is slack and slow in coming, | | 28 | 344 |
| 238: | Sonnet XLIX. | If, but by angry and disdainful sign, | | 14 | 342 |
| 239: | Sonnet XLV. | Thy weary cheek that channell'd sorrow shows, | | 14 | 292 |
| 240: | Sonnet XLVI. | The graceful tree I loved so long and well, | | 14 | 366 |
| 241: | Sonnet XLVII. | Blest be the day, and blest the month, the year, | | 28 | 437 |
| 242: | Sonnet XLVIII. | Father of heaven! after the days misspent, | | 28 | 330 |
| 243: | Sonnet XV. | Down my cheeks bitter tears incessant rain, | | 28 | 376 |
| 244: | Sonnet XVI. | When I reflect and turn me to that part | | 28 | 366 |
| 245: | Sonnet XVII. | Creatures there are in life of such keen sight | | 14 | 480 |
| 246: | Sonnet XVIII. | Ashamed sometimes thy beauties should remain | | 28 | 470 |
| 247: | Sonnet XX. | If the world-honour'd leaf, whose green defies | | 14 | 336 |
| 248: | Sonnet XXI. | Love grieved, and I with him at times, to see | | 14 | 354 |
| 249: | Sonnet XXII. | Than me more joyful never reach'd the shore | | 14 | 309 |
| 250: | Sonnet XXIII. | The high successor of our Charles,[P] whose hair | | 14 | 383 |
| 251: | Sonnet XXIV. | That graceful soul, in mercy call'd away | | 14 | 322 |
| 252: | Sonnet XXIX. | Had I believed that Death could set me free | | 28 | 342 |
| 253: | Sonnet XXV. | Near and more near as life's last period draws, | | 28 | 373 |
| 254: | Sonnet XXVI. | Throughout the orient now began to flame | | 42 | 281 |
| 255: | Sonnet XXVII. | O Phoebus, if that fond desire remains, | | 28 | 345 |
| 256: | Sonnet XXVIII. | Alone, and lost in thought, the desert glade | | 42 | 386 |
| 257: | Sonnet XXX. | Orso, my friend, was never stream, nor lake, | | 14 | 314 |
| 258: | Sonnet XXXI. | So much I fear to encounter her bright eye. | | 14 | 285 |
| 259: | Sonnet XXXII. | If Love or Death no obstacle entwine | | 14 | 532 |
| 260: | Sonnet XXXIII | When from its proper soil the tree is moved | | 14 | 293 |
| 261: | Sonnet XXXIV. | But when her sweet smile, modest and benign, | | 14 | 310 |
| 262: | Sonnet XXXIX. | I now perceived that from within me fled | | 28 | 314 |
| 263: | Sonnet XXXV. | Nine times already had Latona's son | | 14 | 339 |
| 264: | Sonnet XXXVI. | He who for empire at Pharsalia threw, | | 14 | 311 |
| 265: | Sonnet XXXVII. | My foe, in whom you see your own bright eyes, | | 28 | 465 |
| 266: | Sonnet XXXVIII. | Those golden tresses, teeth of pearly white, | | 28 | 315 |
| 267: | The Same. (The Triumph Of Chastity.) | When gods and men I saw in Cupid's chain | | 249 | 371 |
| 268: | The Same. (The Triumph Of Love.) | The fatal morning dawn'd that brought again | | 924 | 339 |
| 269: | The Triumph Of Chastity. | When to one yoke at once I saw the height | | 170 | 415 |
| 270: | The Triumph Of Death. | The glorious Maid, whose soul to heaven is gone | | 428 | 380 |
| 271: | The Triumph Of Eternity. | When all beneath the ample cope of heaven | | 241 | 379 |
| 272: | The Triumph Of Fame. | When cruel Death his paly ensign spread | | 548 | 448 |
| 273: | The Triumph Of Love. | It was the time when I do sadly pay | | 708 | 356 |
| 274: | The Triumph Of Time. | Behind Aurora's wheels the rising sun | | 217 | 356 |
| 275: | To Laura In Death. Ballata I. | Yes, Love, at that propitious time | | 31 | 364 |
| 276: | To Laura In Death. Canzone I. | What should I do? what, Love, dost thou advise? | | 82 | 334 |
| 277: | To Laura In Death. Canzone II. | If thou wouldst have me, Love, thy slave again, | | 109 | 323 |
| 278: | To Laura In Death. Canzone III. | While at my window late I stood alone, | | 76 | 336 |
| 279: | To Laura In Death. Canzone IV. | Fain would I speak--too long has silence seal'd | | 113 | 398 |
| 280: | To Laura In Death. Canzone V. | I who was wont from life's best fountain far | | 66 | 310 |
| 281: | To Laura In Death. Canzone VI. | When she, the faithful soother of my pain, | | 71 | 329 |
| 282: | To Laura In Death. Canzone VII. | Long had I suffer'd, till--to combat more | | 194 | 340 |
| 283: | To Laura In Death. Canzone VIII. | Beautiful Virgin! clothed with the sun, | | 137 | 366 |
| 284: | To Laura In Death. Sestina I. | My favouring fortune and my life of joy, | | 75 | 510 |
| 285: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet I. | Woe for the 'witching look of that fair face! | | 28 | 430 |
| 286: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet II. | Fall'n that proud Column, fall'n that Laurel tree, | | 28 | 310 |
| 287: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet III. | That burning toil, in which I once was caught, | | 14 | 356 |
| 288: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet IV. | Life passes quick, nor will a moment stay, | | 28 | 333 |
| 289: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet IX. | If Love to give new counsel still delay, | | 14 | 320 |
| 290: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet L. | As a fair plant, uprooted by oft blows | | 14 | 353 |
| 291: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LI. | My days more swiftly than the forest hind | | 28 | 336 |
| 292: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LII. | I feel the well-known gale; the hills I spy | | 28 | 339 |
| 293: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LIII. | Is this the nest in which my phoenix first | | 28 | 362 |
| 294: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LIV. | Ne'er shall I see again with eyes unwet, | | 28 | 333 |
| 295: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LIX. | That glance of hers, pure, tender, clear, and sweet, | | 14 | 392 |
| 296: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LV. | Now hast thou shown, fell Death! thine utmost might. | | 28 | 389 |
| 297: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LVI. | The air and scent, the comfort and the shade | | 28 | 379 |
| 298: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LVII. | The last, alas! of my bright days and glad | | 28 | 341 |
| 299: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LVIII. | O Day, O hour, O moment sweetest, last, | | 28 | 344 |
| 300: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LX. | Go, plaintive verse, to the cold marble go | | 28 | 377 |
| 301: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXI. | If Mercy e'er rewardeth virtuous love, | | 28 | 355 |
| 302: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXII. | Mid many fair one such by me was seen | | 14 | 308 |
| 303: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXIII. | Oh! to my soul for ever she returns; | | 28 | 353 |
| 304: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXIV. | This gift of beauty which a good men name, | | 14 | 317 |
| 305: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXIX. | Dear precious pledge, by Nature snatch'd away, | | 14 | 386 |
| 306: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXV. | O Time! O heavens! whose flying changes frame | | 28 | 359 |
| 307: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXVI. | That which in fragrance and in hue defied | | 14 | 469 |
| 308: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXVII. | Death, thou the world, since that dire arrow sped, | | 28 | 323 |
| 309: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXVIII. | So far as to mine eyes its light heaven show'd, | | 14 | 316 |
| 310: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXX. | What angel of compassion, hovering near | | 14 | 359 |
| 311: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXI. | Food wherewithal my lord is well supplied, | | 28 | 330 |
| 312: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXII. | To that soft look which now adorns the skies, | | 32 | 308 |
| 313: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXIII. | Love, haply, was erewhile a sweet relief; | | 14 | 333 |
| 314: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXIV. | Sorrow and Love encouraged my poor tongue, | | 28 | 352 |
| 315: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXIX. | On my oft-troubled sleep my sacred air | | 14 | 334 |
| 316: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXV. | The chosen angels, and the spirits blest, | | 28 | 359 |
| 317: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXVI. | Lady, in bliss who, by our Maker's feet, | | 28 | 500 |
| 318: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXVII. | The brightest eyes, the most resplendent face | | 28 | 373 |
| 319: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXVIII. | Methinks from hour to hour her voice I hear: | | 14 | 334 |
| 320: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXX. | Each day to me seems as a thousand years, | | 14 | 359 |
| 321: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXI. | Death cannot make that beauteous face less fair, | | 14 | 326 |
| 322: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXII. | My faithful mirror oft to me has told | | 28 | 324 |
| 323: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXIII. | So often on the wings of thought I fly | | 14 | 337 |
| 324: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXIV. | Death has the bright sun quench'd which wont to burn; | | 14 | 326 |
| 325: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXIX. | Ah, Love! some succour to my weak mind deign, | | 14 | 415 |
| 326: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXV. | Love held me one and twenty years enchain'd, | | 14 | 396 |
| 327: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXVI. | Weeping, I still revolve the seasons flown | | 28 | 287 |
| 328: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXVII. | O sweet severity, repulses mild, | | 17 | 443 |
| 329: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet LXXXVIII. | Blest spirit, that with beams so sweetly clear | | 28 | 350 |
| 330: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet V. | What dost thou? think'st thou? wherefore bend thine eye | | 14 | 357 |
| 331: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet VI. | O tyrant thoughts, vouchsafe me some repose! | | 14 | 362 |
| 332: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet VII. | Mine eyes! our glorious sun is veil'd in night, | | 28 | 323 |
| 333: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet VIII. | Since her calm angel face, long beauty's fane, | | 14 | 341 |
| 334: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet X. | E'en in youth's fairest flower, when Love's dear sway | | 14 | 388 |
| 335: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XC. | Poor solitary bird, that pour'st thy lay; | | 28 | 488 |
| 336: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XI. | If the lorn bird complain, or rustling sweep | | 42 | 401 |
| 337: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XII. | Nowhere before could I so well have seen | | 28 | 515 |
| 338: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XIII. | How oft, all lonely, to my sweet retreat | | 14 | 419 |
| 339: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XIV. | O blessed spirit! who dost oft return, | | 28 | 338 |
| 340: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XIX. | O friend! though left a wretched pilgrim here, | | 28 | 309 |
| 341: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XL. | She, for whose sake fair Arno I resign, | | 14 | 374 |
| 342: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLI. | The wonder, high and new, that, in our days, | | 14 | 319 |
| 343: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLII. | Zephyr returns; and in his jocund train | | 56 | 417 |
| 344: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLIII. | Yon nightingale, whose bursts of thrilling tone, | | 42 | 300 |
| 345: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLIV. | Not skies serene, with glittering stars inlaid, | | 28 | 381 |
| 346: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLIX. | From life's long storm of trouble and of tears | | 14 | 330 |
| 347: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLV. | Fled--fled, alas! for ever--is the day, | | 28 | 336 |
| 348: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLVI. | My mind! prophetic of my coming fate, | | 14 | 316 |
| 349: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLVII. | All my green years and golden prime of man | | 28 | 391 |
| 350: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XLVIII. | Twas time at last from so long war to find | | 28 | 345 |
| 351: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XV. | Death, thou of fairest face hast 'reft the hue, | | 28 | 343 |
| 352: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XVI. | So brief the time, so fugitive the thought | | 14 | 336 |
| 353: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XVII. | Ne'er did fond mother to her darling son, | | 28 | 358 |
| 354: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XVIII. | If that soft breath of sighs, which, from above, | | 14 | 376 |
| 355: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XX. | To every sound, save sighs, this air is mute, | | 14 | 345 |
| 356: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXI. | My noble flame--more fair than fairest are | | 14 | 370 |
| 357: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXII. | How goes the world! now please me and delight | | 28 | 334 |
| 358: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXIII. | When from the heavens I see Aurora beam, | | 28 | 336 |
| 359: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXIV. | The eyes, the face, the limbs of heavenly mould, | | 56 | 350 |
| 360: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXIX. | Two mortal foes in one fair breast combined, | | 28 | 295 |
| 361: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXV. | Had I e'er thought that to the world so dear | | 28 | 311 |
| 362: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXVI. | She stood within my heart, warm, young, alone, | | 28 | 370 |
| 363: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXVII. | My thoughts in fair alliance and array | | 28 | 360 |
| 364: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXVIII. | I now excuse myself who wont to blame, | | 14 | 319 |
| 365: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXX. | When I look back upon the many years | | 28 | 462 |
| 366: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXI. | Where is the brow whose gentlest beckonings led | | 28 | 287 |
| 367: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXII. | O earth, whose clay-cold mantle shrouds that face, | | 28 | 351 |
| 368: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXIII. | Valley, which long hast echoed with my cries; | | 28 | 453 |
| 369: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXIV. | Fond fancy raised me to the spot, where strays | | 28 | 289 |
| 370: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXIX. | I thought me apt and firm of wing to rise | | 14 | 338 |
| 371: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXV. | Love, that in happier days wouldst meet me here | | 28 | 343 |
| 372: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXVI. | While on my heart the worms consuming prey'd | | 14 | 341 |
| 373: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXVII. | Bright spirit, from those earthly bonds released, | | 28 | 325 |
| 374: | To Laura In Death. Sonnet XXXVIII. | That sun, which ever signall'd the right road, | | 14 | 365 |
| 375: | To Laura In Life. Sonnet I. | Ye who in rhymes dispersed the echoes hear | | 57 | 349 |
