- F.4/J.5 I have a Bird in spring — Benjamin Franklin Newton
- F.5/J.14 One Sister have I in our house — Lavinia and Poetry
- F.20/J.29 If those I loved were lost — Joanna the Mad
- F.178/J.167 To learn the Transport by the Pain — Homer
- F.196/J.687 I'll send the feather from my Hat — William Tell
- F.446/J.448 This was a Poet It is That — Henry David Thoreau
- F.518/J.596 When I was small, a Woman died — Nancy Lincoln
- F.767/J.756 One Blessing had I than the rest — Moses
- F.937/J.990 Not all die early, dying young — Edward Young
- F.971/J.912 Peace is a fiction of our Faith — Santa Claus
- F.1005/J.1005 Bind me I still can sing — Orpheus
- F.1019/J.1011 She rose as high as His Occasion — Queen Elizabeth I
- F.1023/J.1013 Too scanty 'twas to die for you — Aristotle
- F.1032/J.1021 Far from Love the Heavenly Father — Moses
- F.1043/J.1081 Superiority to Fate — Henry David Thoreau
- F.1118/J.1048 Reportless Subjects, to the Quick — Hans Christian Andersen
- F.1156/J.1130 That odd old man is dead a year — James Buchanan
- F.1163/J.1138 A Spider sewed at Night — Dante
- F.1215/J.1280 The harm of Years is on him — Napoleon Bonaparte
- F.1272/J.1195 What we see we know somewhat — Adam Smith
- F.1289/J.1289 Left in immortal Youth — Brontes Sisters
- F.1339/J.1300 From his slim Palace in the Dust — Moses
- F.1362/J.1348 Lift it with the Feathers — Jules Gabriel Verne
- F.1398/J.1370 Gathered into the Earth — Henry David Thoreau
- F.1456/J.1409 Could mortal lip divine — Moses
- F.1535/J.1505 She could not live upon the Past — Maid Marian
- F.1547/J.1522 His little Hearse like Figure — Abraham Lincoln
- F.1575/J.1539 Now I lay thee down to Sleep — Joanna of Castile
- F.1623/J.1567 The Heart has many Doors — Baucis and Philemon
- F.1624/J.1564 Pass to thy Rendezvous of Light — Death of Moses
- F.1635/J.1629 Arrows enamored of his Heart — Job
- F.1636/J.1620 Circumference thou Bride of Awe — Guinevere and Lancelot
- F.1684/J.1648 The immortality she gave — George Eliot