- By Life Tormented
- I Always Like The Northern Birches
- I Have Come To You Delighted
- My Face Turned Upwards To The Sky
- Never
- Nightingales, A Sigh, A Whisper
- The September Rose
- Upon A Haystack On A Southern Night
- What Grief! The Alley's End
- When You Were Reading Those Tormented Lines
- While Lounging In A Chair
- With One Firm Thrust