Song: spirit haunts the year's last hours'
Move eastward, happy earth, and leave
Princess: tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white
Come down, o maid, from yonder mountain height
Splendour falls on castle walls
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea
Edwin Morris; or, the lake
Ode on the death of the Duke of Wellington
To E L, on his travels in Greece
Charge of the Light Brigade
Merlin and Vivien: idyllys of the king
In love, if love be love, if love be ours' from Guinevere: idylls of the king
In the valley of Cauteretz
Northern farmer, new style
Flower in the crannied wall
Passing of Arthur: idylls of the king 'then rose the king and moved his host by night'
To Alfred Tennyson my grandson
Prefatory poem to my brother's sonnets
To the Marquis of Dufferin and Ava
June Bracken and Heather: to