Let me not to the marriage of true minds 20
Life! I know not what thou art 196
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore 25
Like to the clear in highest sphere 12
Love in my bosom, like a bee 43
Love in thy youth, fair Maid, be wise 90
Love not me for comely grace 98
Lo! where the rosy-bosom'd Hours 166

Many a green isle needs must be 320
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings 191
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour 242
Mine be a cot beside the hill 169
Mortality, behold and fear 73
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes 309
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold 199
Music, when soft voices die 346
My days among the Dead are past 257
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains 279
My heart leaps up when I behold 341
My Love in her attire doth shew her wit 96
My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow 39
My thoughts hold mortal strife 38
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his 20

Never love unless you can 16
Never seek to tell thy love 156
No longer mourn for me when I am dead 42
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 247
Not, Celia, that I juster am 98
Now the golden Morn aloft 133
Now the last day of many days 301

O blithe new-comer! I have heard 278
O Brignall banks are wild and fair 203
O Friend! I know not which way I must look 242
O happy shades! to me unblest 188
O if thou knew'st how thou thyself dost harm 18
O leave this barren spot to me 283
O listen, listen, ladies gay 266
O lovers' eyes are sharp to see 227
O Mary, at thy window