| Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| | True Thomas lay o'er yond grassy bank, | | 59 | 62 |
| | In Norway lands there lived a maid, | | 44 | 73 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode (Complete) | Lythe and listin, gentilmen, | | 2523 | 79 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Eighth Fytte (418-456) | Haste thou ony grene cloth,' sayd our kynge, | | 158 | 73 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Fifth Fytte (281-316) | Now hath the knyght his leve i-take, | | 146 | 94 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The First Fytte (1-81) | Lythe and listin, gentilmen, | | 424 | 236 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Fourth Fytte (205-280) | The sherif dwelled in Notingham; | | 306 | 65 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Second Fytte (82-143) | Now is the knight gone on his way; | | 350 | 85 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Seventh Fytte (354-417) | The kynge came to Notynghame, | | 258 | 98 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Sixth Fytte (317-353) | Lythe and lysten, gentylmen, | | 150 | 67 |
| A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Third Fytte (144-204) | Lyth and lystyn, gentilmen, | | 246 | 68 |
| A Noble Riddle Wisely Expounded | There was a lady of the North Country, | | 48 | 81 |
| Adam | Adam lay i-bowndyn, | | 16 | 85 |
| Adam Bell, Clym Of The Clough And William Of Cloudesly | Mery it was in grene forest | | 674 | 82 |
| Allison Gross | O Allison Gross, that lives in yon tow'r, | | 49 | 77 |
| Barbara Allan | It was in and about the Martinmas time, | | 36 | 73 |
| Bessy Bell And Mary Gray | O Bessie Bell and Mary Gray, | | 16 | 84 |
| Bewick And Grahame | Old Grahame he is to Carlisle gone, | | 224 | 62 |
| Bonnie George Campbell | Hie upon Hielands | | 24 | 107 |
| Bonny Bee Ho'M And The Lowlands Of Holland | By Arthur's Dale as late I went | | 60 | 67 |
| Brown Adam | O wha woud wish the win' to blaw, | | 64 | 64 |
| Brown Robin | The king but an' his nobles a' } bis | | 90 | 59 |
| Brown Robyn's Confession | It fell upon a Wodensday | | 36 | 86 |
| Captain Car | It befell at Martynmas, | | 124 | 66 |
| Captain Ward And The Rainbow | Strike up, you lusty gallants, | | 96 | 66 |
| Captain Wedderburn | The Lord of Rosslyn's daughter gaed through the wud her lane, | | 72 | 115 |
| Child Maurice | Child Maurice hunted ithe siluer wood, | | 130 | 89 |
| Child Waters | Childe Watters in his stable stoode, | | 166 | 84 |
| Clerk Colven | Clark Colven and his gay ladie, | | 56 | 66 |
| Clerk Sanders | Clark Sanders and May Margret | | 176 | 72 |
| Clyde's Water | Ye gie corn unto my horse, | | 82 | 76 |
| Cospatrick | Cospatrick has sent o'er the faem, | | 122 | 72 |
| Dick O' The Cow | Now Liddisdale has long lain in, | | 256 | 81 |
| Dives And Lazarus | As it fell out upon a day, | | 64 | 77 |
| Durham Field | Lordings, listen and hold you still; | | 264 | 68 |
| Earl Bothwell | Woe worth thee, woe worth thee, false Scotland! | | 64 | 72 |
| Earl Brand | Oh did ye ever hear o' brave Earl Bran'? | | 56 | 82 |
| Edward | Why dois your brand sae drap wi' bluid, | | 54 | 79 |
| Fair Annie | It's narrow, narrow, make your bed, | | 128 | 78 |
| Fair Annie Of Rough Royal | O wha will shoe my fu' fair foot? | | 116 | 74 |
| Fair Helen Of Kirconnell | I wish I were where Helen lies, | | 40 | 122 |
| Fair Janet | Ye maun gang to your father, Janet, | | 129 | 80 |
| Fair Margaret And Sweet William | As it fell out on a long summer's day, | | 80 | 73 |
| Fair Mary Of Wallington | When we were silly sisters seven, | | 132 | 67 |
| Fause Footrage | King Easter has courted her for her gowd, | | 140 | 85 |
| Flodden Field | King Jamie hath made a vow, | | 48 | 61 |
| Geordie | There was a battle in the north, | | 60 | 63 |
| Get Up And Bar The Door | It fell about the Martinmas time, | | 44 | 83 |
| Glasgerion | Glasgerion was a king's own son, | | 98 | 73 |
| Glenlogie | Four and twenty nobles sits in the king's ha', | | 26 | 73 |
