- Gentle Reader, is your bosom filled with loathing...
- How few of us contrive to shine...
- What a dangerous trade is the dentist's...
- He did not wear his swallow-tail...
- A monocle he always wears...
- Long ago, our English actors...
- ( THE BARITONE'S DRINKING SONG )
- ( THE BARITONE'S BOUDOIR BALLAD )
- In many a boudoir nowadays...
- Gentle Reader, charge your tumbler...
- THE CRY OF THE AUTHOR
- THE CRY OF THE PUBLISHER
- MUSIC.
- TO MRS. H. F. L.
- TO L. A. E. ON HER WEDDING-DAY.
- THE AUTUMN ROSE-BUD.
- THE WHIP-POOR-WILL.
- THE HORTICULTURIST'S TABLE-HYMN.
- THE HALF APPLE.
- THE PLYMOUTH APPLE DECLINED.
- THE FRUIT-TREE BLOSSOM.
- CHILDHOOD'S DREAM.
- MUSIC OF THE CRICKETS.
- EDWARD AND CHARLES.