| O for Open | Are those small silver tumps a town, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| X for Expecting | Come, come, my Love, the morning waits, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| N for Nature | Day after day I find some new delight: | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| H for Hedge | I climb a tree to bring them down- | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| R for Rememberance | I have no memory of his face | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| P for Pool | I know a deep and lonely pool -that's where | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| E for Eyes | I need no glass to help my eyes, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| J for Jealousy | I praised the daisies on my lawn, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| W for Will | If I should die, this house is yours, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| U for Union | If Time and Nature serve us both alike, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| G for Garden | I'll have the primrose grow in grass, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| V for Venus | Is that star dumb, or am I deaf? | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| M for Mother | It was a long, long time ago, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| K for Kings | Love's touch is soft, and Death | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| D for Dog | My dog went mad and bit my hand, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| B for Beauty | My girl has reached that lovely state | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| C for Child | See how her arms now rise and fall, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| A for Artist | See what a light is in those painted clouds! | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| Q for Question | The man who tells me he has seen a ghost, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| F for Fiddles | What an enchanted world is this, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| I for Implements | What lovely dark, blue flames, O Spade, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| L for Light | What lovely meadows have I seen in the Sun, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| S for Swimmer | When I had crossed the hill at last, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| Z for Zany | Why does a woman change her moods? | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| Y is For Youth | Would I had met you in my days of strength, | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| T for Time | You false church clock, whose long-drawn chimes | A Poets Alphabet | 1925 |
| Property | A dog has bones to spare and hide, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Shooting-Stars | A little porch with roof and sides | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| An Epitaph | Beneath this stone lies one good man; and when | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| To a Contemporary | By my fast horse that knows no rest | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Hill and Vale | Day by day the man in the vale | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| One By One | Few are my friends, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Winter Fire | How bleak and cold the air is now- | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Sport | Hunters, hunters, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Old and Young | I questioned Poetry, Say, I said- | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| A Dull Spirit | I see the houses, but I swear | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Giants | I take no pride in body's growth | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The Dragonfly | Now, when my roses are half buds, half flowers, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Advice | Now, you two eyes, that have all night been sleeping, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Peace and Goodwill | On Christmas day I sit and think, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The Evening Star | See how her body pants and glows, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Storms | She fears not me- | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Light and Darkness | The world is sleeping, and the earth is dark, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Sun, Tree And Crow | There, on a branch, he stands alone, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The White Horse | What do I stare at - not the colt | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The Time of Dreams | What sweet, what happy days had I, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Frost | What swords and spears, what daggers bright | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The Mask | When I complained of April's day, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| The Spoiler | When I put out my thought to grass | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| Mad | When she was but a little child, | A Poets Calendar | 1927 |
| In Neath Valley - chapter 6 | Between two rows of trees, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| To the Woman who will read this Poem to her Husband - chapter 17 | I am the Poet Davies, William, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| Old Sailors - chapter 3 | I loved a ship from early boyhood days; | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| Wasting Time - chapter 20 | Sometimes I watch the moon at night, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| Old Acquaintance - chapter 14 | Thy water, Alteryn, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| The Hunt - chapter 21 | We have no mind to reach that Pole | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| The Lost Sex - chapter 5 | What, still another woman false, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| The Start - chapter 1 | When dogs play in the sun outdoors, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| Born Of Tears | A thing that's rich in tears is sweet- | Ambition | 1929 |
| Day or Night | Again I wake and cry for light! | Ambition | 1929 |
| Pot and Kettle | 'Away!' I cried, to a spiteful Wasp, | Ambition | 1929 |
| For Sale | Four hundred years this little house has stood | Ambition | 1929 |
| A Child's Fancy | His chin went up and down, and chewed at nothing, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Hunting Joy | How sad a face this Knowledge wears! | Ambition | 1929 |
| Ambition | I had Ambition, by which sin | Ambition | 1929 |
| If Love Survives | If nothing takes away our power | Ambition | 1929 |
| Letters | If these six letters came from birds, | Ambition | 1929 |
| This Bantam Star | Is this the Blackbird's richest song- | Ambition | 1929 |
| Heaven and Earth | It may be true the stars are worlds, | Ambition | 1929 |
| The Richest Stones | My wandering days have run their course, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Birthdays | My friend has a birthday; | Ambition | 1929 |
| Wild Blossoms | No lilies all for milk, | Ambition | 1929 |
| A Silver Wonder | Shall I this night, amazed and full of wonder, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Uncertainty | Shall I confess my love? | Ambition | 1929 |
| My Life's Example | Stand with eyes fixed, the Cuckoo calls- | Ambition | 1929 |
| In Winter | The cold, ice-sucking Wind has gone, | Ambition | 1929 |
| The Idiot | The hand that rocked his cradle once | Ambition | 1929 |
| The Blest | The Vision came, all grey and cold, | Ambition | 1929 |
| A Dream Of Winter | These flowers survive their lover bees, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Charity | Things that are dear to me at home, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Hand Or Mouth | This, then, is Pleasure's bower, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Peace and Rest | Under this tree, where light and shade | Ambition | 1929 |
| A Young Thrush | What power of will- to follow now, | Ambition | 1929 |
| Friends Unborn | With this one friend- I ask no more- | Ambition | 1929 |
| Eyes and Ears | Would that the Powers that made my eyes so keen, | Ambition | 1929 |
| The Two Children | Ah, little boy! I see | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The Power of Silence | And will she never hold her tongue, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Come, thou sweet Wonder | Come, thou sweet Wonder, by whose power | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The One Singer | Dead leaves from off the tree | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The Inquest | I took my oath I would enquire, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The White Monster | Last night I saw the monster near; the big | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| My Lady Comes | Peace, mournful Bee, with that | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The Visitor | She brings that breath, and music too, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Charms | She walks as lightly as the fly | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Child Lovers | Six summers old was she, and when she came | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Kitty and I | The gentle wind that waves | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Friends | They're creeping on the stairs outside, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The Inexpressible | Thinking of my caged bird indoors, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| This Night | This night, as I sit here alone, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| A Mother to her Sick Child | Thou canst not understand my words, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Thou Comest, May | Thou comest, May, with leaves and flowers, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The Hospital Waiting-Room | We wait our turn, as still as mice, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| The White Cascade | What happy mortal sees that mountain now, | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| April's Charms | When April scatters coins of primrose gold | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| Body and Spirit | Who stands before me on the stairs: | Child Lovers | 1916 |
| No idle gold -since this fine sun, my friend, | Collected Poems | 1916 | |
| Now do I hear thee weep and groan, | Collected Poems | 1916 | |
| Oh for a glass of wine! | Collected Poems | 1928 | |
| Good and Evil | A wealth of stars in Winter time | Common Joys | 1939 |
| The Blind Boxer - chapter 13 | He goes with basket and slow feet, | A Poet's Pilgrimage | 1918 |
| My Rockery | Here in my garden I have lovely stones, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Past and Present | I who have seen a tiny cloud, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Facts | One night poor Jim had not a sou, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| The Ghost | Seek not to know love's full extent | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Marvellous Ears | That speckled Thrush, that stands so still, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Scotty Bill | There's 'Scotty' Bill, four score of years, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Fortunes | 'This house is worth a thousand pounds, | Common Joys | 1939 |
| A Chant | With all our mirth, I doubt if we shall be | Common Joys | 1939 |
| Now | When I was in yon town, and had | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Selfish Hearts | Without a thought | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Come, Honest Boys | Ye who have nothing to conceal, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| To A Flirt | You'll get no help from me; | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Sluggard | A jar of cider and my pipe, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Milkmaid's Song | A Milkmaid, on a Summer's day, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| A Month Ago | A month ago, ah happy me! | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Trusting Young | Ah, little bird, thou art not old; | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Time's Justice | Alas! we live in days of shame, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Dark Hour | And now, when merry winds do blow, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Death's Game | Death can but play one game with me- | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Knitting | E'en though her tongue may by its force | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Scotty's Luck | 'Fatty,' one day, called 'Red-nosed Scot' | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Call of the Sea | Gone are the days of canvas sails! | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| On the Death of a little Child | Her pretty dances were her own, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Jenny Wren | Her sight is short, she comes quite near; | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Fancy | How sad my life had been were't not for her, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Dumb World | I cannot see the short, white curls | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| An Old House in London | In fancy I can see thee stand | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| No Master | Indeed this is sweet life! my hand | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| To The Wind At Morn | Is it for you | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Kingfisher | It was the Rainbow gave thee birth | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Clouds | My Fancy loves to play with Clouds | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Angry | My Love sits angry; see! | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Happy Wind | Oh, happy wind, how sweet | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Green Tent | Summer has spread a cool, green tent | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Rose | Sweet Margaret's laugh can make | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Farewell to Poesy | Sweet Poesy, why art thou dumb! | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Poppy | Sweet Poppy, when thy beauty's gone, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The House Builder | The Rain has lost more music keys, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Idiot and the child | There was a house where an old dame | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| In The Country | This life is sweetest; in this wood | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Sailor to his Parrot | Thou foul-mouthed wretch! Why dost thou choose | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| On Expecting some Books | To-morrow they will come. I know | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| To the New Year | Welcome, New Year, but be more kind | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| The Philosophical Beggar | When I went in the woods this morn to sleep, | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| Old Ragan | Who lives in this black wooden hut? | Farewell to Poesy | 1910 |
| A Strange City | A wondrous city, that had temples there | Foliage | 1913 |
| An Early Love | Ah, sweet young blood, that makes the heart | Foliage | 1913 |
| Christmas | Christmas has come, let's eat and drink- | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Wonder Maker | Come, if thou'rt cold to Summer's charms, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Love's Inspiration | Give me the chance, and I will make | Foliage | 1913 |
| Poor Kings | God's pity on poor kings, | Foliage | 1913 |
| A Greeting | Good morning, Life -and all | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Lonely Dreamer | He lives his lonely life, and when he dies | Foliage | 1913 |
| Who I Know | I do not know his grace the Duke, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Children At Play | I hear a merry noise indeed: | Foliage | 1913 |
| Dreams Of The Sea | I know not why I yearn for thee again, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Smiles | I saw a black girl once, | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Fog | I saw the fog grow thick, | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Old Oak Tree | I sit beneath your leaves, old oak | Foliage | 1913 |
| Laughing Rose | If I were gusty April now, | Foliage | 1913 |
| When The Cuckoo Sings | In summer when the Cuckoo sings, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Winter's Beauty | Is it not fine to walk in spring, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Seeking Joy | Joy, how I sought thee! | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Bird-Man | Man is a bird: | Foliage | 1913 |
| Love And The Muse | My back is turned on Spring and all her flowers, | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Starved | My little Lamb, what is amiss? | Foliage | 1913 |
| ThunderStorms | My mind has thunderstorms, | Foliage | 1913 |
| A Women's Charms | My purse is yours, Sweet Heart, for I | Foliage | 1913 |
| Return To Nature | My song is of that city which | Foliage | 1913 |
| My Youth | My youth was my old age, | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Two Lives | Now how could I, with gold to spare, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Strong Moments | Sometimes I hear fine ladies sing, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Sweet Stay-At-Home | Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Hidden Love | The bird of Fortune sings when free, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Sweet Birds, I come | The bird that now | Foliage | 1913 |
| Joy Supreme | The birds are pirates of her notes, | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Church Organ | The homeless man has heard thy voice, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Heigh Ho, The Rain | The Lark that in heaven dim | Foliage | 1913 |
| A May Morning | The sky is clear, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Mad Poll | There goes mad Poll, dressed in wild flowers, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Night Wanderers | They hear the bell of midnight toll, | Foliage | 1913 |
| Life Is Jolly | This life is jolly, O! | Foliage | 1913 |
| The Helpless | Those poor, heartbroken wretches, doomed | Foliage | 1913 |
| Dream Tragedies | Thou art now always kind, O sleep: | Foliage | 1913 |
| Francis Thompson | Thou hadst no home, and thou couldst see | Foliage | 1913 |
| Young Beauty | When at each door the ruffian winds | Foliage | 1913 |
| They're Taxing Ale Again | Ale's no false liar; though his mind | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| In Time of War | As I go walking down the street | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Come, let us Find | Come, let us find a cottage, love, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Lovely Dames | Few are my books, but my small few have told | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Killed in Action | Happy the man whose home is still | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| In The Snow | Hear how my friend the robin sings! | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Passion's Greed | His constant wonder keeps him back, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Cowslips and Larks | I hear it said yon land is poor, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| A Winter's Night | It is a winter's night and cold, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Bell | It is the bell of death I hear, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Jove Warns Us | Jove warns us with his lightning first, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Angel and Mystery | Lo, I, that once was Fear, that hears | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Molly | Molly, with hips and ankles plump, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| My Love could Walk | My Love could walk in richer hues | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Exalted Flower | No more of that, you butterfly, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| How Late | Now thou hast made me blind, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Confession | One hour in every hundred hours | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Holly on the Wall | Play, little children, one and all, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Girl is Mad | She changes oft -she laughs and weeps, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Shameless One | She comes to see her brother John, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Raptures | Sing for the sun your lyric, lark, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| To My Thoughts | Stay home and hear the birds and bees, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Forgiveness | Stung by a spiteful wasp, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Day She Seized | That day she seized me like a bee, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Dancer | The great white Moon is not so fair- | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| A Strange Meeting | The moon is full, and so am I; | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Voice | The nightingale I had not heard, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Late Singers | The Spring was late in coming, so, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Brothers | They lived together day and night, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Birds of Steel | This apple-tree, that once was green, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Rags and Bones | This morning, as I wandered forth, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Soul's Companions | Though floods shall fail, and empty holes | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Till I Went Out | Till I went out of doors to prove | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| We Arm to Fight | We arm to fight the Kaiser's troops, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| England | We have no grass locked up in ice so fast | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| On hearing Mrs. Woodhouse play the Harpsichord | We poets pride ourselves on what | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Easter | What exultations in my mind | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| What Thoughts are Mine | What thoughts are mine when she is gone, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Birds | When our two souls have left this mortal clay, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| When Yon Full Moon | When yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars, | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| The Excuse | Why did you kill that harmless frog? | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| My Old Acquaitance | Working her toothless gums till her sharp chin | Forty New Poems | 1918 |
| Authors of the Sea | A lonely coast, where sea-gulls scream for wrecks | Later Days | 1925 |
| Reading for charity | All from his cradle to his grave, | Later Days | 1925 |
| Artists All | An artist draws his own strange mind, | Later Days | 1925 |
| Come away, Death, make no mistake, | Later Days | 1925 | |
| The End | Here with my treasured Three I sit, | Later Days | 1925 |
| In & Out of Luck | How sordid is this crowded life, its spite | Later Days | 1925 |
| On The Road | I have two loves, and one is dark, | Later Days | 1925 |
| The Camp ?? ROOKS Commom Joy | Love kissed me in a strange, untruthful hour, | Later Days | 1925 |
| In Time of War | One night, when I was sleeping all alone, | Later Days | 1925 |
| The Journey | Shall I have jealous thoughts to nurse, | Later Days | 1925 |
| The Poet and his Dog | Still do I claim no man can reach | Later Days | 1925 |
| Politics & Society | This life in London - what a waste | Later Days | 1925 |
| Literary Men | When I went down past Charing Cross, | Later Days | 1925 |
| Works of Art | When I went wandering far from home, | Later Days | 1925 |
| The Philosopher | Who knows the perfect life on earth? | Later Days | 1925 |
| Her face is full of silent Pain- | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| I count my pounds as three times two, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| I had a friend to smoke and drink, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| If woman's a delightful creature, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Let us lie close, as lovers should, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Love came about the Cuckoo's time, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Love is the precious jewel in our Life, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Love lights his fire to burn my Past- | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| My silver love is shared by all, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Our love this day is ten years old. | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| She flies from my shadow, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| She pecks the earth for every second, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Should her flirting prove a danger, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Since Love cries out for money, still, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Since music is Love's milk and keeps him strong, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| The bird that fills my ears with song, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| The seed-time of this lovely life, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| The Sun has his spots, the Moon has her shadows, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| This bag of cherries for my Love- | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| To-day I acted Christ, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Two spirits in two bodies, Love, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| When I was old, and she was young | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| When Love has lost his bite and sting, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Who is this man that, brain on fire, | Love Poems | 1935 | |
| Moss and Feather | Pools but reflect his shape and form, | Moss and Feather | 1928 |
| To Play Alone | A Tom Tit clinging upside down, | My Birds | 1933 |
| On Finding a Dead Bird Under my Window | Here you lie, with feathers cold and wet- | My Birds | 1933 |
| One Poet visits another | His car was worth a thousand pounds and more, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Crumbs and Guineas | How many plates of crumbs, my little friend, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Aye | How many years since I, a wandering man, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Magpies | I have an orchard near my house, | My Birds | 1933 |
| A Dog's Grave | My dog lies dead and buried here, | My Birds | 1933 |
| A Bright Day | My windows now are giant drops of dew, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Dreamers | There was a poet once who died, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Flying Blossoms | These butterflies, in twos and threes, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Wild Creatures | They say wild creatures hide themselves, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Old And Crazy | Though rising early with the Lark- | My Birds | 1933 |
| Owls | What music, Lord, these birds must feel, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Breast To Breast | What strange commotion, Love, | My Birds | 1933 |
| Voices of Scorn | When I had thought my end was near, | My Birds | 1933 |
| When I was once a wandering man, | My Birds | 1933 | |
| The Cuckoo | When I was sitting near a stream, | My Birds | 1933 |
| A Lovely Day | A cloudless path from East to West, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Bewitched | Give me a night in June that's clear and quiet, | My Garden | 1933 |
| The Bee Lover | He comes with a song, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Little Flower | Little Flower, I hold you here, | My Garden | 1933 |
| One a Cold Day | My sacrament of wine and broken bread | My Garden | 1933 |
| Logic | My years to come are numbered on two hands, | My Garden | 1933 |
| The Dead | Not till my spirit's naked and ashamed, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Drink | Say that the House that makes our Laws | My Garden | 1933 |
| The Man of Moods | Sometimes I blow and praise a bubble, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Eyes | The owl has come | My Garden | 1933 |
| Bells | The Worlds march on and circle in their place, | My Garden | 1933 |
| The River Severn | This is the morning bright and clear, | My Garden | 1933 |
| The Vagabond | Tormented day and night by fleas, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Sound and Light | When I stand here alone at night, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Compensation | When these sweet spirits, my most faithful friends, | My Garden | 1933 |
| Beggar's Luck | Where did you sleep in the Country, Lad? | My Garden | 1933 |
| Dead Born | A perfect child, with hands and feet, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Sweet Music | Ah, Music! it doth sound more sweet | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Familiar Voice | Ah, what fond memories that voice doth bring! | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Vain Beauty | Ah, what is Beauty but vain show- | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Life | Alone Beneath Heaven's roof I stand | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Sweet Youth | And art thou gone, sweet Youth? Say Nay! | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Milkmaid's Call | As I walked down a lane this mom, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Merry Hour | As long as I see Nature near, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Australian Bill | Australian Bill is dying fast, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| School's Out | Girls scream, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Go, Angry One | Go, angry One, and let tears cold | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Boy | Go, little boy, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Sea | Her cheeks were white, her eyes were wild, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Maiden and Hair | Her cruel hands go in and out, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Beauty's Danger | How can she safely walk this earth, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Life's Love | How I do love to sit and dream | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Swallow that flew into the room | I give thee back thy freedom, bird, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| In Days Gone | I had a sweet companion once, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Muse | I have no ale, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Rain | I hear leaves drinking rain; | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| I heard a voice methought was sweet; | Nature Poems | 1908 | |
| I know not why thy beauty should I lie on joy's enchanted ground: | Nature Poems | 1908 | |
| The Daisy | I Know not why thy beauty should remind me of the cold,dark grave- | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Nature's Moods | I like the showers that make the grass so fresh, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Day's Balck Star | Is it that small black star, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Laughers | Mary and Maud have met at the door, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Childhood's Hours | My heart's a coffin cold, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Truly Great | My walls outside must have some flowers, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Sweetest Dream | Nay, no more bitterness from me; | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A lovely Woman | Now I can see what Helen was: | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Jenny | Now I grow old, and flowers are weeds, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Change | Now Winter's here; he and his ghostly Winds | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Joy and Pleasure | Now, joy is born of parents poor, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Happy Life | O what a life is this I lead, | Nature Poems | 1911 |
| Tyrants | Peace makes more slaves than savage war, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Luckless Pair | Poor, luckless Bee, this sunny morn; | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Robin Redbreast | Robin on a leafless bough | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Nature's Friend | Say what you like | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Moth | Say, silent Moth, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Wind | Sometimes he roars among the leafy trees | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| City and Country | The City has dull eyes, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Battle | There was a battle in her face, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| March | There's not one leaf can say to me | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Thieves | Thieves, Death and Absence, come | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Where We Differ | To think my thoughts all hers | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| To a Butterfly | We have met | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The One Real Gem | Wealth, Power and Fame -aye, even Love | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Vagrant's Life | What art thou, Life, and what am I? | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Beggar's Life | When farmers sweat and toil at ploughs, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Trickster | When first I left a town, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Early Morn | When I did wake this morn from sleep | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Money | When I had money, money, O! | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| When I Returned | When I returned to that great London Town, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Summer's Noon | White lily clouds | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Waiting | Who can abide indoors this morn, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Cheat | Yes, let the truth be heard, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| Solitude | Yes, Solitude indeed: for I can see | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| A Richer Freight | You Nightingales, that came so far | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Two Lives | Youth thinks green apples sweet, | Nature Poems | 1908 |
| The Calm | A bird sings on yon apple bough, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Parted | Alack for life! | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Ways Of Time | As far as my own heart's concerned, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Dying | He fumbles in the clothes for want of thought, | New Poems | 1907 |
| A Blind Child | Her baby brother laughed last night, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Jolly Tramp | I am a jolly tramp: I whine to you, | New Poems | 1907 |
| A Safe Estate | If I hear Robin sing in mirth, | New Poems | 1907 |
| In June | I'll enter into June's cool house, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Toothache | Last night, though I had fifty souls, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Music | Let Fortune gift on gift besto | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Primrose | No more, from now, called pale and wan, | New Poems | 1907 |
| A Familiar Face | O for an old familiar face, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Ale | O what a merry world I see | New Poems | 1907 |
| Violent To The Bee | O you false knight in shining mail, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Facts | One night poor Jim had not a sou, | New Poems | 1907 |
| New-Comers | So many birds have come along, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Happiest Life | Take from the present hour its sweets; | New Poems | 1907 |
| Margery | The Butterfly loves Mignonette, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The End Of Summer | The Dandelion sails away,- | New Poems | 1907 |
| Hope Abandoned | The drinking man maybe hath gold, and then | New Poems | 1907 |
| Wondering Brown | There came a man to sell his shirt, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Strange People | There was a man I knew, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Scotty Bill | There's 'Scotty' Bill, four score of years, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Distinction | This Talent is a slip, or shoot, | New Poems | 1907 |
| One We Love | Thou miser, Time, who gave to me | New Poems | 1907 |
| Time's Rule | Time called me out of a dark room | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Homeless Man | Wake up yon wretch in rags, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Catherine | We children every morn would wait | New Poems | 1907 |
| April | What happy shouts the children make, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Forsaken Dead | What tyrant starved the living out, and kept | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Likeness | When I came forth this morn I saw | New Poems | 1907 |
| Whiskey | Whiskey, thou blessed heaven in the brain, | New Poems | 1907 |
| Saturday Nights In The Slums | Why do I stare at faces, why, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Lament of Age | Why must I dig this old mine still, | New Poems | 1907 |
| The Ox | Why should I pause, poor beast, to praise | New Poems | 1907 |
| The City's Ways | Ye say the City stunts the child, | New Poems | 1907 |
| No Careless Mind | A granted joy can make a careless mind, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Ships and Stars | As soon as I began to name a star, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Silver Hours | Come, lovely Morning, rich in frost | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Come, Melancholy | Come, Melancholy, come, Delight: | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Old Friends | Forgive me, World, if I outlive my welcome; | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Poor | Give them your silver, let the poor | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Trails | He leaves his silver trail behind, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Kiss and Blow | He takes that woman with his kiss, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Visitor | Her beauty is a wasted thing, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Wonderful Places | I am haunted by wonderful places- | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| What Light? | I know my Body well, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Old Autumn | Is this old Autumn standing here, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Loyalty | Kings, who would have good subjects, must | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Prayer of Daft Harry | Lord, since this world is filled with fire, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| A Prayer | Lord, hear my morning's prayer! | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Bird and Cloud | Lord, if that Cloud still grows and swells, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| A Sweeter Life | No bitter tongue, no grief for what is gone, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| A Fleeting Wonder | See where he rides, all hot and fast- | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Legacy | She died when I was wild and young, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Epitaph on John Keats | Some poets die consumed by love | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Clocks | Still comes no answer to my greatest question- | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Playmates | That is your little playmate, Jane, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Chase | The Moon his mare, all silver-bright, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Age and Youth | The music's dull -I trust my Ears; | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The World Dictates | The World dictates my life from day to day, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Here Am I | The World has shared my joy and pain, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Epitaph on a Child | They killed her lamb, and no one wept, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| No Place or Time | This curly childhood of the year, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Starlings | This time of year, when but the Robin sings, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Enemy | Though I am all for warmth and light, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Lady of Light | Though I must sleep, and give my body rest, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Jewels | Twice in one hour I've seen this lovely Night, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Ourselves | We live to read each others' soul- | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Flowers | What favourite flowers are mine, I cannot say- | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| When and Where | What man was in the Moon last night? | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| The Mourner | When all your bitter grief is gone, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Sick Minds | When I am sick and dark depression | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Poison | When this strange world speaks ill of me, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| A Child's Mint | When young, I kissed a miser man, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Mangers | Who knows the name and country now, | Poems 1930-1931 | 1932 |
| Love's Payment | All fish and fowl, all fruit, and all you drink, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Poet's Horse | Come, show the world your mettle now, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Two Stars | Day has her star, as well as Night, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Doll | Dinah is young, and I am old; | Secrets | 1924 |
| Violet and Oak | Down through the trees is my green walk- | Secrets | 1924 |
| Secrets | Had I a secret plan by which, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Evil | How often in my dreams have I beheld | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Joy of Life | How sweet is Life, how beautiful, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Breath | How those wet tombstones in the sun | Secrets | 1924 |
| Earth Love | I love the earth through my two eyes, | Secrets | 1924 |
| When Love Is Young | I, who had eyes to wander here and there, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Dust | If Life is dust, is not dust Life? | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Meadow | Leafy with little clouds, the sky | Secrets | 1924 |
| A Miracle | Let women long for dainty things, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Trick | No answer, yet I called her name, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Rabbit | Not even when the early birds | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Fear | Oft have I thought the Muse was dead, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Cave | Once, in that cave, I heard my breath: | Secrets | 1924 |
| At Night | One night I heard a small, weak voice, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Leaves | Peace to these little broken leaves, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Rivals | Pleasure is not the one I love: | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Rainbow | Rainbows are lovely things: | Secrets | 1924 |
| See Where Young Love | See where Young Love sits all alone, | Secrets | 1924 |
| To a Lady Friend | Since you have turned unkind, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Schemes of Love | Sleeping in some green bower, and wrapped | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Pond | So innocent, so quiet -yet | Secrets | 1924 |
| Our Longer Life | Some little creatures have so short a life | Secrets | 1924 |
| My Garden | The lilac in my garden comes to bloom, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Rogues | The nearer unto Nature's heart I moved, | Secrets | 1924 |
| One Token | The power was given at birth to me | Secrets | 1924 |
| The World Approves | The shade and colour of her eyes can wait, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Nature Lover | The years passed by, and my pure love | Secrets | 1924 |
| In Spring-time | There's many a pool that holds a cloud | Secrets | 1924 |
| Pity | Though you are gone and I am left alone, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Cant | What cant, oh, what hypocrisy | Secrets | 1924 |
| Down Underground | What work is going on down underground, | Secrets | 1924 |
| Love, Like a Drop of Dew | When I pass down the street and see | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Fates | When I was lying sick in bed | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Snowflake | When we are young and wake from sleep, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Two Heavens | When, with my window opened wide at night, | Secrets | 1924 |
| The Child and the Mariner | A dear old couple my grandparents were, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Fairies, Take Care | A thousand blessings, Puck, on you | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| A Woman's Glory | A woman's glory is not hair, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Posts | A year's a post, on which | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Ingratitude | Am I a fool? | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Harvest Home's a home indeed; | Songs of Joy | 1911 | |
| The Sleepers | As I walked down the waterside | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Love's Happiness | Blow, blow, thou Eastern wind, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Winged Flower | Bright Butterfly, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Day's That Have Been | Can I forget the sweet days that have been | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Seeking Beauty | Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Circumstance | Down in the deep salt sea | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Treasures | He hailed me with a cheerful voice, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Quarrel | Hear me, thou proud, deceitful maid, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Example | Here's an example from | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Love's Power | I ask not of high tide or low, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| A Mother's Science | I heard a man once say this world | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| In The Wood | I Lie On Joys's Enchanted Ground: | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| A Dream | I met her in the leafy woods, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Sadness and Joy | I pray you, Sadness, leave me soon, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Happy Child | I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick- | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Man | I saw Time running by- | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Stars At Work | I see the busy stars at work, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Flood | I thought my true love slept; | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| To A Bore | I walk to look, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Captives | In this deep hollow, lying down, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Little Man | Last night I sat in thought, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Christ The Man | Lord, I say nothing; I profess | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Bed-Sitting-Room | Must I live here, with Scripture on my walls, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Sound and Grace | My love laughs sweeter than a brook | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Love and Immortality | My wonder is the great bright sun, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Elements | No house of stone | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| O Happy Blackbird | O happy Blackbird, happy soul, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Power Of Music | O those sweet notes, so soft and faint; that seemed | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The heap Of Rags | One night when I went down | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Beauty's Revenge | Proud Margery rang her peal of bells; | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Self-Love | She had two eyes as blue as Heaven, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Songs of Joy | Sing out, my Soul, thy songs of joy; | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The East In Gold | Somehow this world is wonderful at times, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| To Sparrows Fighting | Stop, feathered bullies I | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Fancy's Home | Tell me, Fancy, sweetest child, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Owl | The boding Owl, that in despair | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Little Ones | The little ones are put in bed, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Temper Of A Maid | The Swallow dives in yonder air, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| To A Rich Lady | Though thou hast silk to wear, and though | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Grey-Haired Child | Thy father was a drunken man, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Leisure | What is this life if, full of care, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Beauty's Bait | When Beauty scents with love her bait, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Sheep | When I was once in Baltimore, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Dreaming Of Death | When I, awake, have thoughts of Death, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Days Too Short | When primroses are out in Spring, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Shopping | When thou hast emptied thy soft purse, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Doubtful One | When tigers flee from fire, the deer | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| The Two Flocks | Where are you going to now, white sheep, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Rich Or Poor | With thy true love I have more wealth | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| War | Ye Liberals and Conservatives, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| In May | Yes, I will spend the livelong day | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| To A Working Man | You working man of what avail | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Slum Children | Your songs at night a drunkard sings, | Songs of Joy | 1911 |
| Again I Sing | Again I sing of thee, sweet youth: | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Infancy | Born to the world with my hands clenched, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Come, Let Me Close | Come, let me close thine eyes with kisses | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Child and the Man | Dreaming I was a child, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| In a Garden | Far from the sound of commerce, where the bees | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Signs | Flowers white and red my garden has; | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Life Divine | Give me the poet's life divine, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Child Chatters | Good morning to my dolly, first, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Rev. Ebenezer Paul | He begs from rich men for the poor, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Bird of Paradise | Here comes Kate Summers who, for gold, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Her Absence | How rich hath Time become through her, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Early Spring | How sweet this morning air in spring, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Black Cloud | Little flocks of peaceful clouds, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Two Spirits | My friend, mad drunk, struck at his foe, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| In Silent Groves | My walk is now in silent groves, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| A Midsummer Night's Storm | Night, Lightning, Thunder, Rain. | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Wanderer | No morning breaks but he would pack, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Love's Youth | Not only is my love a flower | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Best Friend | Now shall I walk, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Stars | One night I saw ten stars take wing- | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Dumb World | Shall I collect for this world's eyes | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Dreaming Boy | Sweet are thy dreams, thou happy, carelem boy; | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| A Great Time | Sweet Chance, that led my steps abroad, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Sweet Child | Sweet child, thou wast my bird by day, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Sweet Night | Sweet Night, that like an angel comes | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Heaven | That paradise the Arab dreams, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Collier's Wife | The collier's wife had four tall sons | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Mind's Liberty | The mind, with its own eyes and ears, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The small birds peck at apples ripe, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 | |
| Nell Barnes | They lived apart for three long years, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Long Sleep | They press the pillow their mother's face and head; | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Den | They sleep together in one den, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Hawk | Thou dost not fly, thou art not perched, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| A Fleeting Passion | Thou shalt not laugh, thou shalt not romp, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Moon | Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Rich Days | Welcome to you rich Autumn days, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Two Spring Songs | What little bird is this that sings? | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Weeping Child | What makes thee weep so, little child, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Hermit | What moves that lonely man is not the boom | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| On the Mountain | When from this mighty mountain's top | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| When I am Old | When I am old, and it is spring, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| When I in Praise | When I in praise of babies speak, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Near a Quiet Stream | When musing near a quiet stream, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| When on a Summer's Morn | When on a summer's morn I wake, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| This World | Who dreams a sweeter life than this, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| In the End | With all thy gold, thou canst not make | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| Plants and Men | You berries once, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| The Emigrant | Youth has no ties, | The Bird of Paradise | 1914 |
| A New World | A new World calls, in voices loud and strange, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Age of Gold | A silver shilling for his white-haired Granny, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Combing | All for the sake of lovely dreams, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Named | As I marched out one day in Spring, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Man | Come, let us measure | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Birth Of Song | I am as certain of my song, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Good Friends | I brought two friends to share my fire, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| To W.S- On his Wonderful Toys | Lend me your precious toys, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Broken Hearts | My dog creeps into my shadowed form, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Tell me, World, and Tell me, Nature | No spoilt, no pampered child am I, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Catching the Devil | Not while her charms are still in flower, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Lilly of our Valley | Once on a time, in Pontypool, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Success | Sharpen your claws, Pussy-cat, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| All's Well | The cat has her milk, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Witness | The witness to my document | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Love in Trouble | The World is poor, and Love is lonely, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| This is a Joy | This is a joy no laughter shakes, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Scandal | This is God's poorest lambing-time, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Street Criers | When Poll stays here, her Jack goes there, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Song of the Miners | When starving cattle see | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Rich Companions | While I have these two rich companions left, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Father and Son | 'While we enjoy this meat, my Son, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Conquerors | Who are these men with quiet smiles- | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| The Mongrel | Your Laurel Hedge, with its broad leaves, | The Birth of Song | 1936 |
| Wasted Hours | How many buds in this warm light | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Wild Oats | How slowly moves the snail, that builds | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Lamorna Cove | I see at last our great Lamorna Cove, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| To a Fool | If, when thy body's end has come, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| To Bacchus | I'm none of those- Oh Bacchus, blush! | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Our Sussex Downs | My youth is gone- my youth that laughed and yawned | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Grief of Others | Once more I see the happy young | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Impudence | One morning, when the world was gray and cold, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Joy | Poor souls, who think that joy is bought | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Portrait | She sends her portrait, as a swallow, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Pastures | That grass is tender, soft and sweet, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Two Women | The midwife nearly drowned my son, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Trance | The Moon is beautiful this night: | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Hour of Magic | This is the hour of magic, when the Moon | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Beautiful | Three things there are more beautiful | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Strength | What lies I read, that men of strength | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Her Merriment | When I had met my love the twentieth time, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| A Thought | When I look into a glass, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| A Woman's History | When Mary Price was five years old, | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Collar | Who taught fair Cleopatra how to bring | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| Telling Fortunes | 'You'll have a son,' the old man said- | The Hour of Magic | 1922 |
| The Last Years | A dog, that has ten years of breath, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Taking Stock | A pipe to smoke, and ale that's mulled, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| All in June | A week ago I had a fire, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Men That Think | Be damned, you cheeks, be damned and sink; | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| A Cat's Example | For three whole days I and my cat | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Music's Tragedy | Had birds no season for their precious songs, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Pride and Humility | He passed me by in April, Lord, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Days and Years | How softly now my Days go by- | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Dead Tree | I had a cherry tree, one day, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Tugged Hand | I have no ears or eyes | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| A Change Of Voice | I heard a Lady near my door | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Armed For War | Is life on Earth a viler thing | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Following a Bee | Of primrose boys | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Trust | Once I was wise when, in my Youth, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Mind Speaks | Poor Body, sitting there so calm, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Common Joys | See how those diamonds splutter and choke- | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Worms | Silkworms have dressed the fairest women, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Lonliest Mountain | The loneliest mountain, with no house or tree, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Nailsworth Hill | The Moon, that peeped as she came up, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Life | The quality of life on earth | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Silent Eyes | There is a bird that, in her throat, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Speed | Think, Man of Flesh, and be not proud | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Woman | We're but the Shadows of these Women Suns, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Worm's Contempt | What do we earn for all our gentle grace? | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Looks | What knowledge do my Ears provide, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| That Golden Time | When will it come, that golden time, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Deed | When I, made merry with the wine, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Slippers | When Youth is gone, and Beauty too | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| The Load Of Pearls | Will no one stop that Blackbird now, | The Loneliest Mountain | 1939 |
| Give her her ribbon, belt or scarf- | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| How strange that Love should be like this, | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| If my last thoughts contain no wish | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| One kiss to open up the day, | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| Ten Junes to hear the Nightingale, | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| The healthiest place for Love is here, | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| The healthiest trees bear fruits that fail, | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| The laws of Beauty and its patterns | The Lovers' Song-Book | 1933 | |
| The Peacock, that fine-feathered bird, |