| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | A London Idyll | On grass, on gravel, in the sun, | | 51 | 801 |
| 2: | A Protest | Light words they were, and lightly, falsely said: | 1845 | 28 | 1019 |
| 3: | A River Pool | Sweet streamlet bason! at thy side | 1840 | 17 | 1147 |
| 4: | A Song of Autumn | My wind is turned to bitter north, | | 16 | 1132 |
| 5: | Actæon 1 | Over a mountain slope with lentisk, and with abounding | | 33 | 773 |
| 6: | Ah! Yet Consider It Again! | Old things need not be therefore true,’ | 1851 | 16 | 853 |
| 7: | Alcaics | So spake the voice: and as with a single life | | 12 | 802 |
| 8: | All is well | Whate’er you dream with doubt possest, | | 14 | 758 |
| 9: | Alteram Partem | Or shall I say, Vain word, false thought, | 1849 | 20 | 797 |
| 10: | Am I with you, or you with me? | Am I with you, or you with me? | 1852 | 16 | 1049 |
| 11: | Amours De Voyage - Canto II | Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, | | 351 | 745 |
| 12: | Amours De Voyage - Canto III | Yet to the wondrous St. Peter’s, and yet to the solemn Rotonda, | | 306 | 686 |
| 13: | Amours De Voyage - Canto IV | Eastward, or Northward, or West? I wander and ask as I wander, | | 84 | 738 |
| 14: | Amours De Voyage - Canto V | There is a city, upbuilt on the quays of the turbulent Arno, | | 228 | 742 |
| 15: | Amours De Voyage. | Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summit, | | 294 | 792 |
| 16: | An Evening Walk In Spring | It was but some few nights ago | 1836 | 72 | 753 |
| 17: | An Incident | Twas on a sunny summer day I trod a mighty city’s street, | 1836 | 40 | 781 |
| 18: | At Rome | O, richly soiled and richly sunned, | | 54 | 766 |
| 19: | Bethesda | I saw again the spirits on a day, | 1849 | 37 | 814 |
| 20: | Blessed are they that have not seen! | O happy they whose hearts receive | | 32 | 714 |
| 21: | Cold Comfort | Say, will it, when our hairs are grey, | | 26 | 1053 |
| 22: | Columbus | How in God’s name did Columbus get over | | 33 | 705 |
| 23: | Come back, come back, behold with straining mast | Come back, come back, behold with straining mast | | 40 | 1067 |
| 24: | Come home, come home! and where is home for me | Come home, come home! and where is home for me, | 1852 | 30 | 1105 |
| 25: | Come, Poet, Come! | Come, Poet, come! A thousand labourers ply their task, | | 42 | 737 |
| 26: | Darkness | But that from slow dissolving pomps of dawn | | 6 | 901 |
| 27: | Dipsychus - Part I | The scene is different, and the place, the air | | 560 | 725 |
| 28: | Dipsychus - Part II | Thunder and rain! O dear, O dear! | | 1226 | 715 |
| 29: | Dipsychus Continued - (A Fragment.) | O God! O God! and must I still go on | | 206 | 738 |
| 30: | Duty | Duty that’s to say, complying, | | 44 | 912 |
| 31: | Easter Day | Through the great sinful streets of Naples as I past, | 1849 | 148 | 788 |
| 32: | Easter Day II | So in the sinful streets, abstracted and alone, | | 41 | 788 |
| 33: | Elegiacs | From thy far sources, ’mid mountains airily climbing, | 1861 | 32 | 713 |
| 34: | Epi-strauss-ium | Matthew and Mark and Luke and holy John | | 15 | 775 |
| 35: | Epilogue To Dipsychus | I don’t very well understand what it’s all about, | | 20 | 828 |
| 36: | Even the Winds and the Sea obey | Said the Poet, I wouldn’t maintain, | | 24 | 695 |
| 37: | Farewell, farewell! Her vans the vessel tries | Farewell, farewell! Her vans the vessel tries, | 1852 | 28 | 1027 |
| 38: | Fragments of the Mystery of the Fall 1 | Since that last evening we have fallen indeed! | | 845 | 747 |
| 39: | Genesis XXIV | Who is this man that walketh in the field, | | 64 | 971 |
| 40: | Green fields of England! wheresoe’er | Green fields of England! wheresoe’er | 1852 | 13 | 1111 |
| 41: | High and Low | The grasses green of sweet content | | 24 | 779 |
| 42: | Ho Thëos meta sou — God be with you | Farewell, my Highland lassie! when the year returns around, | | 24 | 935 |
| 43: | Hope evermore and believe! | Hope evermore and believe, O man, for e’en as thy thought | | 26 | 790 |
| 44: | In a Lecture Room | Away, haunt thou me not, Thou vain Philosophy! | | 15 | 706 |
| 45: | In a London Square | Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, | | 16 | 786 |
| 46: | In Stratis Viarum | Blessed are those who have not seen, | | 16 | 1030 |
| 47: | In The Depths | It is not sweet content, be sure, | | 12 | 836 |
| 48: | In the Great Metropolis | Each for himself is still the rule | | 20 | 800 |
| 49: | Ite Domum Saturæ, venit Hesperus | The skies have sunk, and hid the upper snow | | 46 | 766 |
| 50: | Jacob | My sons, and ye the children of my sons, | | 98 | 775 |
| 51: | Jacob’s Wives | These are the words of Jacob’s wives, the words | | 125 | 782 |
| 52: | Last Words. Napoleon and Wellington | Is it this, then, O world-warrior, | 1852 | 70 | 739 |
| 53: | Life is Struggle | To wear out heart, and nerves, and brain, | | 22 | 779 |
| 54: | Love and Reason | When panting sighs the bosom fill, | 1844 | 90 | 802 |
| 55: | Love, Not Duty | Thought may well be ever ranging, | 1841 | 27 | 970 |
| 56: | Mari Magno or Tales on Board1 | A youth was I. An elder friend with me, | | 108 | 939 |
| 57: | My Tale | I stayed at La Quenille, ten miles or more | | 320 | 947 |
| 58: | Natura naturans | Beside me, in the car, she sat, | | 88 | 958 |
| 59: | Noli Æmulari | In controversial foul impureness | | 16 | 911 |
| 60: | O ship, ship, ship | O ship, ship, ship, That travellest over the sea, | 1853 | 16 | 1088 |
| 61: | O Thou of Little Faith. | It may be true That while we walk the troublous tossing sea, | | 17 | 927 |
| 62: | Parting | O tell me, friends, while yet we part, | | 42 | 916 |
| 63: | Perchè pensa? Pensando s’ invecchia. | To spend uncounted years of pain, | | 11 | 925 |
| 64: | Peschiera | What voice did on my spirit fall, | 1849 | 40 | 954 |
| 65: | Prologue To Dipsychus | I hope it is in good plain verse,’ said my uncle, | | 2 | 719 |
| 66: | Qua Cursum Ventus | As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay | | 28 | 961 |
| 67: | Qui Laborat, Orat | O only Source of all our light and life, | | 28 | 1064 |
| 68: | Repose in Egypt | O happy mother! while the man wayworn | | 30 | 1011 |
| 69: | Revival | So I went wrong, Grievously wrong, but folly crushed itself, | 1839 | 20 | 994 |
| 70: | Say Not the Struggle Nought Availeth | Say not, the struggle nought availeth, | 1849 | 16 | 1068 |
| 71: | Sehnsucht | Whence are ye, vague desires, Which carry men along, | | 73 | 1039 |
| 72: | Selene | My beloved, is it nothing Though we meet not, neither can, | | 74 | 1016 |
| 73: | Seven Sonnets on the Thought of Death 1 | That children in their loveliness should die | | 95 | 1005 |
| 74: | Shadow and Light | Cease, empty Faith, the Spectrum saith, | | 32 | 1045 |
| 75: | Sic Itur | As, at a railway junction, men | 1845 | 21 | 1104 |
| 76: | Solvitur acris Hiems | Youth, that went, is come again, | | 24 | 1010 |
| 77: | Some future day when what is now is not | Some future day when what is now is not, | 1852 | 20 | 1055 |
| 78: | Songs in Absence 1 | Farewell, farewell! Her vans the vessel tries, | | 334 | 1000 |
| 79: | That out of sight is out of mind | That out of sight is out of mind | 1853 | 28 | 1041 |
| 80: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich | It was the afternoon; and the sports were now at the ending. | | 180 | 1083 |
| 81: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - II | Morn, in yellow and white, came broadening out from the mountains, | | 279 | 919 |
| 82: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - III | So in the golden morning they parted and went to the westward. | | 263 | 967 |
| 83: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - IV | So in the golden weather they waited. But Philip returned not. | | 249 | 919 |
| 84: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - IX | So on the morrow’s morrow, with Term-time dread returning, | | 203 | 752 |
| 85: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - V | So in the cottage with Adam the pupils five together | | 128 | 918 |
| 86: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - VI | Bright October was come, the misty-bright October, | | 105 | 756 |
| 87: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - VII | For she confessed, as they sat in the dusk, and he saw not her blushes, | | 189 | 733 |
| 88: | The Bothie of Tober-na-vuolich - VIII | But a revulsion again came over the spirit of Elspie, | | 181 | 741 |
| 89: | The Clergyman’s First Tale | A youth and maid upon a summer night | | 284 | 1026 |
| 90: | The Clergyman’s Second Tale | Edward and Jane a married couple were, | | 335 | 1049 |
| 91: | The Dream Land | To think that men of former days | | 40 | 714 |
| 92: | The Hidden Love | O let me love my love unto myself alone, | | 32 | 711 |
| 93: | The Higher Courage 1 | Come back again, my olden heart! | 1840 | 56 | 703 |
| 94: | The Latest Decalogue | Thou shalt have one God only; who | | 20 | 742 |
| 95: | The Lawyers First Tale | Dearest of boys, please come to-day, | | 759 | 747 |
| 96: | The Lawyer’s Second Tale | A highland inn among the western hills, | | 484 | 751 |
| 97: | The Mate’s Story | I’ve often wondered how it is, at times | | 86 | 908 |
| 98: | The mighty ocean rolls and raves | The mighty ocean rolls and raves, | 1853 | 36 | 1041 |
| 99: | The Music of the World and of the Soul | Why should I say I see the things I see not? | | 59 | 1064 |
| 100: | The New Sinai | Lo, here is God, and there is God! | 1845 | 126 | 921 |
| 101: | The Questioning Spirit | The human spirits saw I on a day, | 1847 | 51 | 953 |
| 102: | The Shadow 1 | I dreamed a dream: I dreamt that I espied, | | 106 | 1020 |
| 103: | The Shady Lane | Whence comest thou? shady lane, and why and how? | 1839 | 14 | 1084 |
| 104: | The Silver Wedding 1 | The silver Wedding! on some pensive ear | 1845 | 60 | 1043 |
| 105: | The Song Of Lamech | Hearken to me, ye mothers of my tent: | | 101 | 1069 |
| 106: | The Stream Of Life | O stream descending to the sea, | | 24 | 1070 |
| 107: | The Thread of Truth | Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there | 1839 | 12 | 1046 |
| 108: | There is No God, the Wicked Sayeth | There is no God,” the wicked saith, | | 32 | 1163 |
| 109: | Thesis and Antithesis | If that we thus are guilty doth appear, | | 42 | 1140 |
| 110: | Thoughts of Home.1 | I watched them from the window, thy children at their play, | | 30 | 998 |
| 111: | Through a Glass Darkly | What we, when face to face we see | | 32 | 1018 |
| 112: | To a Sleeping Child | Lips, lips, open! Up comes a little bird that lives inside | | 21 | 991 |
| 113: | Translations from Goethe | Over every hill All is still; In no leaf of any tree | | 30 | 997 |
| 114: | Translations Of Iliad | Goddess, the anger sing of the Pelean Achilles, | | 130 | 691 |
| 115: | Two Moods | Ah, blame him not because he’s gay! | | 42 | 1032 |
| 116: | Uranus1 | When on the primal peaceful blank profound, | | 33 | 1011 |
| 117: | Wen Gott betrügt, ist wohl betrogen. | Is it true, ye gods, who treat us | | 28 | 942 |
| 118: | Were you with me, or I with you | Were you with me, or I with you, | 1853 | 12 | 1003 |
| 119: | What went ye out for to see? | Across the sea, along the shore, | 1851 | 28 | 945 |
| 120: | Where lies the land to which the ship would go | Where lies the land to which the ship would go? | 1852 | 16 | 1027 |
| 121: | Wirkung in der Ferne | When the dews are earliest falling, | | 27 | 979 |
| 122: | Written on a Bridge | When soft September brings again | 1840 | 12 | 980 |
| 123: | Ye Flags of Picadilly | Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, | | 24 | 954 |
| 124: | Youth and Age | Dance on, dance on, we see, we see | | 45 | 1011 |
| 125: | ???????? (Greek - Poems and Prose Remains, Vol II) | Go, foolish thoughts, and join the throng | 1850 | 24 | 707 |
| 126: | ??? ????? (Greek - Poems and Prose Remains, Vol II) | On the mountain, in the woodland, | | 110 | 689 |
| 127: | ????? ???· ????? ????? (Greek - Poems and Prose Remains, Vol II) | Upon the water, in the boat, | | 24 | 904 |
| 128: | ?ò ???ó? (Greek Poems - Poems and Prose Remains, Vol II) | I have seen higher holier things than these, | 1841 | 20 | 1047 |
| 129: | ????? ?????? (Greek Poems) | O thou whose image in the shrine | | 40 | 881 |
| 130: | ?????? ???? ??? ?????? (Greek Poems) | If, when in cheerless wanderings, dull and cold, | 1841 | 16 | 941 |
| 131: | ‘Blank Misgivings Of A Creature Moving About In Worlds Not Realised.’ | Here am I yet, another twelvemonth spent, | 1841 | 184 | 700 |
| 132: | ‘With Whom is No Variableness, Neither Shadow of Turning.’ | It fortifies my soul to know | | 6 | 881 |
