| Title | Author | Year | 
|---|
| A Love Song | William Carlos Williams | 1916 | 
| A Winter's Tale | D. H. Lawrence | 1916 | 
| Ashes of Life | Edna St. Vincent Millay | 1917 | 
| Bei Hennef | D. H. Lawrence | 1913 | 
| Elegy | D. H. Lawrence | 1916 | 
| How Much? | Carl Sandburg | 1922 | 
| I Am Not Yours | Sara Teasdale | 1917 | 
| I Do Not Love Thee | Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton | 1829 | 
| I know I am but summer to your heart ... | Edna St. Vincent Millay | 1922 | 
| I shall forget you presently, my dear... | Edna St. Vincent Millay | 1920 | 
| Last Words to Miriam | D. H. Lawrence | 1921 | 
| Leisure | Amy Lowell | 1912 | 
| Love in Fantastique Triumph satt | Aphra Behn | 1677 | 
| Love's Secret | William Blake | 1863 | 
| Loving and Beloved | Sir John Suckling | 1646 | 
| Never give all the heart | W. B. Yeats | 1904 | 
| Old Wine | Margaret Widdemer | 1918 | 
| Opal | Amy Lowell | 1919 | 
| Passer Mortuus Est | Edna St. Vincent Millay | 1921 | 
| Patience | D. H. Lawrence | 1916 | 
| Renouncement | Alice Meynell | 1895 | 
| Sonnet 102 [If no love is, O God, wha... | Francesco Petrarch | 1375 | 
| Sonnet 12 [Alas, so all things now do... | Henry Howard | 1557 | 
| Summer Morn in New Hampshire | Claude McKay | 1922 | 
| The Ballad of Reading Gaol | Oscar Wilde | 1898 | 
| The Barrier | Claude McKay | 1922 | 
| The End | D. H. Lawrence | 1916 | 
| The Flight | Sara Teasdale | 1915 | 
| The Giver of Stars | Amy Lowell | 1914 | 
| The Heart Breaking | Abraham Cowley | 1656 | 
| The Sea of Glass | Ezra Pound | 1917 | 
| The Unloved to His Beloved | William Alexander Percy | 1922 | 
| To Electra | Robert Herrick | 1648 | 
| To His Coy Love | Michael Drayton | 1606 | 
| To Love Impuissant | Edna St. Vincent Millay | 1920 | 
| What Do I Care | Sara Teasdale | 1920 | 
| When You Are Old | W. B. Yeats | 1919 | 
| Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand | Walt Whitman | 1892 | 
| XIII. [When I was one-and-twenty] | A. E. Housman | 1896 | 
| XXXVI. [White in the moon the long ro... | A. E. Housman | 1896 | 
| [The grass is beneath my head] | F. S. Flint | 1917 |