| 1 | 0–48 | 511 | T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs | 0.83 | WHo would think that a God lay lurking under a grey cloak, Silly Shepherds grey cloak, & armed with a paltry s… |
| 2 | 49–98 | 517 | T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs | 0.86 | For this staff, that seems but a toy, that I bear for a fashion, Is loves lamp indeed, and bears but a show of… |
| 3 | 99–146 | 523 | unassigned | | Seek the delltes of love, who list, (if love be delightful) This life is my love, my bow and shafts be my trea… |
| 4 | 147–197 | 517 | unassigned | | But what can not time effect? What can not a lovers Continual wooing, long serving, daily deserving Bring by d… |
| 5 | 198–247 | 520 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.71 | Strong and stoordy Lions, and Tigers fierce be a loving: And yet Phillis alas Phillis more fierce than a Tiger… |
| 6 | 248–297 | 494 | unassigned | | Good sweet Daphne peace, and tell this again to Lycoris, Terrify babes with bugs: its time to be gone to the h… |
| 7 | 298–344 | 497 | unassigned | | Find brave gyrls? o grief: if Amyntas find not Amyntas, How can he find others? o how shall he find bony Lasse… |
| 8 | 345–391 | 501 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.69 | Lovely remorse, may take some small compassion on me, And, when 'tis too-late, lament this loss of Amyntas, Sh… |
| 9 | 392–439 | 500 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.68 | Once on a day (o day, o dismallst day of a thousand) Once on a summers day (o summer worse than a winter) Unde… |
| 10 | 440–485 | 497 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.76 | That with Phillis lips my lips might freshly be charmed: And so charmed I was, so stinged, so deadly bewitched… |
| 11 | 486–535 | 501 | T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions | 0.74 | O Sweet age of gold, not sweet, for that by the pastures Every brook and bush with milk and honey abounded; No… |
| 12 | 536–582 | 489 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.74 | THis same foolish Bees but a Bee, and Bees but a small thing, Yet this buzzing Bee with a small mouth maketh a… |
| 13 | 583–627 | 494 | unassigned | | Then farewell minions, than bristled breasts be the best men. O but alas, Phillis doth know right well, that I… |
| 14 | 628–672 | 494 | unassigned | | As though thou knewst not: that Mistress, which did in old time Take young birds fro the nest, and taught them… |
| 15 | 673–716 | 479 | unassigned | | Peace, peace, good Daphne: this no news, come to Amyntas. No news? yes mary ist: for no such matter in old tim… |
| 16 | 717–763 | 475 | unassigned | | No force; i'll keep back. Daph. And then love hasteneth onward. I'll run. Daph. Love hath wings. Thyrs. But sh… |
| 17 | 764–810 | 476 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.78 | None else but Daphne; and Daphne works for Amyntas, Otherwise she alone, and naked stays for Amyntas, Naked, b… |
| 18 | 811–866 | 533 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.74 | O Heart-ennobling great love, where shall we be learning These thy sacred laws? in what school must we be trai… |
| 19 | 867–915 | 506 | unassigned | | But show all at large: this place is an ordinary thoroughfare: Here some man may pass that may bring news of A… |
| 20 | 916–968 | 561 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.74 | Words well worthy to make any heart of flint to be tender: But what said Phillis? Thyrs. Not a word; but scorn… |
| 21 | 969–1018 | 512 | unassigned | | Fie for shame: leave of these wicked words; for I know, that Bashfulness, not pride, made Phillis run from Amy… |
| 22 | 1019–1069 | 543 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.79 | And with an other dart to the self same place I repaired; But Wolf and Phillis (grief spurred th'one, glory th… |
| 23 | 1070–1116 | 518 | unassigned | | But what a dart was that, which mightily flew fro the fingers Of brave Lady Regent of these woods, Pembrokiana… |
| 24 | 1117–1166 | 527 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.76 | What strange news do I hear? what caused that death of Amyntas? Thy death. Phil. And I alive? Daph. Thy death … |
| 25 | 1167–1214 | 524 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.78 | MY heart with pity melts, my sowl's so drowned in anguish, That no sight, no sound objects itself to my senses… |
| 26 | 1215–1266 | 518 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.71 | This must serve, short death, though sharper death I deserved. Phillis, I come strait way, I'll come to thy co… |
| 27 | 1267–1312 | 458 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.70 | Phillis, I yield my help his scattered bones to be searching, But so that Phillis make no more talk of a dying… |
| 28 | 1313–1362 | 499 | unassigned | | Hear, o hear then that, whereof these eyes the beholders Were, and whereof now this tongue may well be reporte… |
| 29 | 1363–1412 | 497 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.77 | Dear life, when shall I once have full possession of you? When time comes, I'll tell: fruit too-soon plucked, … |
| 30 | 1413–1468 | 512 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.84 | O so might you prick your heart with thorns of a red rose, Or take it fro my breast perchance, and give it an … |