- HOP PICKING.
- What o'clock is it, children dear...
- The last bright relic of the moon's full gold...
- Girdled with gold my little lady's bower...
- My best beloved, the Spring is fair...
- The swans along the water glide...
- Never a hand on the cottage door...
- Dream footsteps wandering past us in our sleep...
- MARCH VIOLETS.
- Cold is the earth, the flowers below...
- RESURGAM.
- THE INDIAN GIPSY
- III
- II
- THE SONG OF PRINCESS ZEB-UN-NISSA
- THE POET'S LOVE-SONG
- POEMS
- HUMAYUN TO ZOBEIDA
- SONGS FOR MUSIC
- CRADLE-SONG
- INDIAN LOVE-SONG
- VILLAGE-SONG
- CORN-GRINDERS
- THE SNAKE-CHARMER