- BOOK X
- One night as, with his great vice-admiral...
- BOOK IX
- Dawn, ever bearing some divine increase...
- And stranger, ever stranger, grew the night...
- The song ceased. Far away the great sea slept...
- BOOK VIII
- So six days passed, and on the seventh returned...
- BOOK VII
- Meantime, in England, Bess of Sydenham...
- And when a fair wind rose again, there seemed...
- BOOK VI
- BOOK V
- BOOK IV
- At last a faint-flushed April Dawn arose...
- And Doughty, though Drake's deed of kindness flashed...
- BOOK III
- Now to the Fortunate Islands of old time...
- Such memories, on the plunging Golden Hynde...
- And, as the skilled musician made the words...
- BOOK II
- The song ceased: all was still; and now it seemed...
- BOOK I
- EXORDIUM