| | They say my verse is sad: no wonder |
| | I. Easter Hymn |
| | II (When Israel out of Egypt came) |
| | III (For these of old the trader) |
| | IV. The Sage to the Young Man |
| | V. Diffugere Nives |
| | VI (I to my perils) |
| | VII (Stars, I have seen them fall) |
| | VIII (Give me a land of boughs in leaf) |
| | IX (When green buds hang in the elm like dust) |
| | X (The weeping Pleiads wester) |
| | XI (The rainy Pleiads wester) |
| | XII (I promise nothing: friends will part) |
| | XIII (I lay me down and slumber) |
| | XIV (The farms of home lie lost in even) |
| | XV (Tarry, delight; so seldom met) |
| | XVI (How clear, how lovely bright) |
| | XVII (Bells in tower at evening toll) |
| | XVIII (Delight it is in youth and May) |
| | XIX (The mill-stream, now that noises cease) |
| | XX (Like mine, the veins of these that slumber) |
| | XXI (The world goes none the lamer) |
| | XXII (Ho, everyone that thirsteth) |
| | XXIII (Crossing alone the nighted ferry) |
| | XXIV (Stone, steel, dominions pass) |
| | XXV (Yon flakes that fret the eastern sky) |
| | XXVI. I Counsel You Beware |
| | XXVII (To stand up straight and tread the turning mill) |
| | XXVIII (He, standing hushed, a pace or two apart) |
| | XXIX (From the wash the laundress sends) |
| | XXX (Shake hands, we shall never be friends; give over) |
| | XXXI (Because I liked you better) |
| | XXXII (Their seed the sowers scatter) |
| | XXXIII (On forelands high in heaven) |
| | XXXIV (Young is the blood that yonder) |
| | XXXV (Half-way, for one commandment broken) |
| | XXXVI (Here dead lie we because we did not choose) |
| | XXXVII (I did not lose my heart in summer's even) |
| | XXXVIII (By shores and woods and steeples) |
| | XXXIX (My dreams are of a field afar) |
| | XL (Farewell to a name and a number) |
| | XLI (He looked at me with eyes I thought) |
| | XLII. A.J.J. |
| | XLIII (I wake from dreams and turning) |
| | XLIV (Far known to sea and shore) |
| | XLV (Smooth between sea and land) |
| | XLVI. The Land of Biscay |
| | XLVII. For My Funeral |
| | XLVIII. Parta Quies |
