| A fire from heaven rain upon thy head | 45 |
| A lady fairer far than is the day | 106 |
| A thousand times to make my peace I sought | 132 |
| A wondrous little angel, wise of wing | 133 |
| After long years, escaping from the cell | 151 |
| Again with gladsome feet Zephyr returns | 173 |
| Ah, that sweet face! Alas! that soft regard | 170 |
| An equal flame over our hearts did steal | 111 |
| At last my blossoming and vernal age | 175 |
| Bearing love’s ensigns on her shining face | 150 |
| Because I must a little ease my pain | 140 |
| Broken the column tall and laurel green | 173 |
| Choice Spirit! that dost stir the mortal clay | 99 |
| Clear, fresh, sweet waters | 158 |
| Father in heaven, lo! these wasted days | 146 |
| Flung to the breezes was her golden hair | 167 |
| From fancy unto fancy, peak to peak | 155 |
| From my life’s fountain I was wont to stray | 179 |
| Go, mourning rhymes, unto the senseless stone | 183 |
| Had I but known how welcome were the rhymes | 178 |
| Happy in dreams; content in languishing | 168 |
| He showed no grace to Rome when He was born | 213 |
| Here do repose those chaste and blessed bones | 211 |
| Here upon earth I saw those heavenly charms | 162 |
| I am so weary of the heavy load | 148 |
| I feel the soft breeze on my cheek; I see | 175 |
| I find no peace, and all my warre is done | 125 |
| I find no peace, yet am not armed for war | 166 |
| I go lamenting all my wasted days | 187 |
| If love it is not, what is this I feel | 123 |
| If no love is, O God, what fele I so | 123 |
| If thou would’st bend me to thy yoke anew | 176 |
| In what bright spot of heaven did it bide | 163 |
| It was a royal heart, a noble mind | 207 |
| It was the day when the sun’s heavy rays | 130 |
| Lady, I have not seen you draw aside | 130 |
| Look, God of Love! a woman young and fair | 134 |
| Love, let us stand our glory to behold | 164 |
| My bark the raging surges overwhelm | 149 |
| My glittering rival in whose fickle face | 134 |
| My Italy! though speech may be in vain | 101 |
| My lady stood between her lovers twain | 136 |
| My love was wont to comfort me in dreams. | 170 |
| Neither the stars that wander through the sky | 174 |
| Not like a flame that by the wind is spent | 195 |
| O eyes of mine, our sun is dark to-day | 172 |
| O gentle lady mine | 142 |
| O love! we need no further marvel seek | 163 |
| O pledge of mine, precious and sweet and dear | 185 |
| O sordid earth, what envy do I bear | 171 |
| O Virgin fair, who in the sun arrayed | 188 |
| Only of her, living or dead I sing | 106 |
| Orso, there never was a pool nor stream | 131 |
| O ye who hear in these my scattered rhymes | 194 |
| Put me where all things wither in the sun | 161 |
| She whom I seek, no more on earth abides | 186 |
| Since you and I full many a proof can bring | 148 |
| That nightingale who doth so softly mourn | 182 |
| That pallid hue, which clothed her gentle smile | 153 |
| The closer I draw near that final day | 165 |
| The chosen angels and the spirits blest | 187 |
| The day that she was born, those stars did shine | 180 |
| The lady fair whom thou didst greatly love | 147 |
| The lady who holds my heart in her fair face | 145 |
| The sacred face of your dear land I see | 145 |
| The soote season, that bud and bloom forth brings | 125 |
| The star of Love already was ablaze | 141 |
| Thou little wandering bird of plaintive lay | 183 |
| Thoughtful I go, and in my communings | 115 |
| Through forests inhospitable and drear | 154 |
| Tranquil and meek her life, noble her blood | 165 |
| Turning your eyes upon that ashen hue | 152 |
| Two roses fresh that grew in Paradise | 135 |
| Unto whatever creature dwells on earth | 138 |
| What pitying soul, what angel kind and fleet | 185 |
| When all unclad, within the waters cool | 133 |
| When, day by day, midst other women fair | 137 |
| When I do think on her fair countenance | 184 |
| Where’er I turn mine eyes | 157 |
| While Simon mastered his conception high | 151 |
| With what keen dread do I recall the day | 169 |
| Ye dames, who go conversing on your way | 205 |