| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | | True Thomas lay o'er yond grassy bank, | | 59 | 205 |
| 2: | | In Norway lands there lived a maid, | | 44 | 232 |
| 3: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode (Complete) | Lythe and listin, gentilmen, | | 2523 | 257 |
| 4: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Eighth Fytte (418-456) | Haste thou ony grene cloth,' sayd our kynge, | | 158 | 268 |
| 5: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Fifth Fytte (281-316) | Now hath the knyght his leve i-take, | | 146 | 307 |
| 6: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The First Fytte (1-81) | Lythe and listin, gentilmen, | | 424 | 455 |
| 7: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Fourth Fytte (205-280) | The sherif dwelled in Notingham; | | 306 | 286 |
| 8: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Second Fytte (82-143) | Now is the knight gone on his way; | | 350 | 295 |
| 9: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Seventh Fytte (354-417) | The kynge came to Notynghame, | | 258 | 298 |
| 10: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Sixth Fytte (317-353) | Lythe and lysten, gentylmen, | | 150 | 250 |
| 11: | A Gest Of Robyn Hode - The Third Fytte (144-204) | Lyth and lystyn, gentilmen, | | 246 | 251 |
| 12: | A Noble Riddle Wisely Expounded | There was a lady of the North Country, | | 48 | 267 |
| 13: | Adam | Adam lay i-bowndyn, | | 16 | 325 |
| 14: | Adam Bell, Clym Of The Clough And William Of Cloudesly | Mery it was in grene forest | | 674 | 290 |
| 15: | Allison Gross | O Allison Gross, that lives in yon tow'r, | | 49 | 256 |
| 16: | Barbara Allan | It was in and about the Martinmas time, | | 36 | 265 |
| 17: | Bessy Bell And Mary Gray | O Bessie Bell and Mary Gray, | | 16 | 260 |
| 18: | Bewick And Grahame | Old Grahame he is to Carlisle gone, | | 224 | 261 |
| 19: | Bonnie George Campbell | Hie upon Hielands | | 24 | 327 |
| 20: | Bonny Bee Ho'M And The Lowlands Of Holland | By Arthur's Dale as late I went | | 60 | 268 |
| 21: | Brown Adam | O wha woud wish the win' to blaw, | | 64 | 252 |
| 22: | Brown Robin | The king but an' his nobles a' } bis | | 90 | 246 |
| 23: | Brown Robyn's Confession | It fell upon a Wodensday | | 36 | 266 |
| 24: | Captain Car | It befell at Martynmas, | | 124 | 260 |
| 25: | Captain Ward And The Rainbow | Strike up, you lusty gallants, | | 96 | 290 |
| 26: | Captain Wedderburn | The Lord of Rosslyn's daughter gaed through the wud her lane, | | 72 | 312 |
| 27: | Child Maurice | Child Maurice hunted ithe siluer wood, | | 130 | 302 |
| 28: | Child Waters | Childe Watters in his stable stoode, | | 166 | 270 |
| 29: | Clerk Colven | Clark Colven and his gay ladie, | | 56 | 278 |
| 30: | Clerk Sanders | Clark Sanders and May Margret | | 176 | 258 |
| 31: | Clyde's Water | Ye gie corn unto my horse, | | 82 | 283 |
| 32: | Cospatrick | Cospatrick has sent o'er the faem, | | 122 | 250 |
| 33: | Dick O' The Cow | Now Liddisdale has long lain in, | | 256 | 274 |
| 34: | Dives And Lazarus | As it fell out upon a day, | | 64 | 248 |
| 35: | Durham Field | Lordings, listen and hold you still; | | 264 | 280 |
| 36: | Earl Bothwell | Woe worth thee, woe worth thee, false Scotland! | | 64 | 306 |
| 37: | Earl Brand | Oh did ye ever hear o' brave Earl Bran'? | | 56 | 340 |
| 38: | Edward | Why dois your brand sae drap wi' bluid, | | 54 | 257 |
| 39: | Fair Annie | It's narrow, narrow, make your bed, | | 128 | 265 |
| 40: | Fair Annie Of Rough Royal | O wha will shoe my fu' fair foot? | | 116 | 286 |
| 41: | Fair Helen Of Kirconnell | I wish I were where Helen lies, | | 40 | 293 |
| 42: | Fair Janet | Ye maun gang to your father, Janet, | | 129 | 274 |
| 43: | Fair Margaret And Sweet William | As it fell out on a long summer's day, | | 80 | 254 |
| 44: | Fair Mary Of Wallington | When we were silly sisters seven, | | 132 | 282 |
| 45: | Fause Footrage | King Easter has courted her for her gowd, | | 140 | 302 |
| 46: | Flodden Field | King Jamie hath made a vow, | | 48 | 253 |
| 47: | Geordie | There was a battle in the north, | | 60 | 277 |
| 48: | Get Up And Bar The Door | It fell about the Martinmas time, | | 44 | 287 |
| 49: | Glasgerion | Glasgerion was a king's own son, | | 98 | 277 |
| 50: | Glenlogie | Four and twenty nobles sits in the king's ha', | | 26 | 256 |
| 51: | Henry Martyn | In merry Scotland, in merry Scotland | | 40 | 278 |
| 52: | Hind Horn | In Scotland there was a babie born, | | 52 | 228 |
| 53: | Jamie Douglas And Waly, Waly, Gin Love Be Bonny | Waly, waly up the bank, | | 125 | 293 |
| 54: | John Dory | As it fell on a holy-day, | | 36 | 291 |
| 55: | John O' The Side | Peter o' Whifield he hath slain, | | 164 | 247 |
| 56: | Johney Scot | O Johney was as brave a knight | | 136 | 259 |
| 57: | Johnie Armstrong | There dwelt a man in faire Westmerland, | | 68 | 307 |
| 58: | Johnny O' Cockley's Well | Johnny he has risen up i' the morn, | | 90 | 276 |
| 59: | Judas | Hit wes upon a Scere-thorsday | | 132 | 334 |
| 60: | Katharine Jaffray | There liv'd a lass in yonder dale, | | 52 | 263 |
| 61: | Kemp Owyne | Her mother died when she was young, | | 58 | 283 |
| 62: | King John And The Abbot | An ancient story Ile tell you anon | | 108 | 282 |
| 63: | King Orfeo | Der lived a king inta da aste, | | 36 | 312 |
| 64: | Kinmont Willie | O have ye na heard o' the fause Sakelde? | | 184 | 264 |
| 65: | Lady Alice | Lady Alice was sitting in her bower-window, | | 24 | 377 |
| 66: | Lady Isabel And The Elf-Knight | Fair lady Isabel sits in her bower sewing, | | 28 | 254 |
| 67: | Lady Maisry | The young lords o' the north country | | 126 | 257 |
| 68: | Lamkin | It's Lamkin was a mason good | | 108 | 266 |
| 69: | Little Musgrave And Lady Barnard | As it fell one holy-day, | | 117 | 278 |
| 70: | Lizie Lindsay | It's of a young lord o' the Hielands, | | 118 | 261 |
| 71: | Lord Ingram And Chiel Wyet | Lord Ingram and Chiel Wyet | | 130 | 265 |
| 72: | Lord Lovel | Lord Lovel he stood at his castle-gate, | | 41 | 252 |
| 73: | Lord Maxwell's Last Goodnight | Adiew, madam my mother dear, | | 64 | 258 |
| 74: | Lord Randal | O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? | | 20 | 290 |
| 75: | Lord Thomas And Fair Annet | Lord Thomas and Fair Annet | | 120 | 280 |
| 76: | Mary Hamilton | Word's gane to the kitchen, | | 72 | 295 |
| 77: | Old Robin Of Portingale | God! let neuer soe old a man | | 128 | 221 |
| 78: | Our Goodman | Hame came our goodman, | | 121 | 257 |
| 79: | Robin And Gandeleyn | I heard a carping of a clerk | | 75 | 254 |
| 80: | Robin Hood And Guy Of Gisborne | When shaws been sheen, and shradds full fair, | | 236 | 269 |
| 81: | Robin Hood And The Monk | In summer, when the shaws be sheen | | 362 | 321 |
| 82: | Robin Hood And The Potter | In summer, when the leavės spring, | | 334 | 283 |
| 83: | Robin Hood's Death | I will never eat nor drink,' Robin Hood said, | | 110 | 288 |
| 84: | Saint Stephen And King Herod | Seynt Stevene was a clerk | | 48 | 265 |
| 85: | Sir Andrew Barton | As it befell in midsummer-time, | | 328 | 265 |
| 86: | Sir Hugh In The Grime's Downfall | Good Lord John is a hunting gone, | | 61 | 313 |
| 87: | Sir Hugh, Or The Jew's Daughter | Four and twenty bonny boys | | 70 | 262 |
| 88: | Sir James The Rose | O heard ye of Sir James the Rose, | | 96 | 261 |
| 89: | Sir Patrick Spence | The king sits in Dumferling toune, | | 44 | 264 |
| 90: | Tam Lin | O I forbid you, maidens a', | | 183 | 298 |
| 91: | The Baffled Knight | Yonder comes a courteous knight, | | 43 | 259 |
| 92: | The Bailiff's Daughter of Islington | There was a youth, and a well-belov'd youth, | | 52 | 258 |
| 93: | The Baron Of Brackley | Inverey cam doun Deeside, whistlin' and playin', | | 86 | 264 |
| 94: | The Battle Of Harlaw | As I cam in by Dunidier, | | 101 | 332 |
| 95: | The Battle Of Otterburn | Yt fell abowght the Lamasse tyde, | | 280 | 288 |
| 96: | The Bonny Birdy | There was a knight, in a summer's night, | | 75 | 278 |
| 97: | The Bonny Earl Of Murray | Ye Highlands and ye Lawlands, | | 30 | 272 |
| 98: | The Boy And The Mantle | In the third day of May | | 196 | 299 |
| 99: | The Braes Of Yarrow | I dreamed a dreary dream this night, | | 60 | 271 |
| 100: | The Broomfield Hill | There was a knight and a lady bright, | | 56 | 274 |
| 101: | The Brown Girl | I am as brown as brown can be, | | 64 | 297 |
| 102: | The Carnal And The Crane | As I pass'd by a river side, | | 120 | 301 |
| 103: | The Cherry-Tree Carol | Joseph was an old man, | | 68 | 260 |
| 104: | The Child Of Ell | Sayes, 'Christ thee saue, good child of Ell, | | 42 | 233 |
| 105: | The Clerk's Twa Sons O' Owsenford, And The Wife Of Usher's Well | O I will sing to you a sang, | | 102 | 289 |
| 106: | The Cruel Brother | There was three ladies play'd at the ba', | | 58 | 265 |
| 107: | The Cruel Mother | She leaned her back unto a thorn; | | 24 | 252 |
| 108: | The Death Of Parcy Reed | God send the land deliverance | | 170 | 263 |
| 109: | The Douglas Tragedy | Rise up, rise up now, Lord Douglas,' she says, | | 80 | 267 |
| 110: | The Dęmon Lover | O whare hae ye been, my dearest dear, | | 36 | 236 |
| 111: | The Elphin Knight | The elphin knight sits on yon hill, | | 46 | 253 |
| 112: | The Fause Knight Upon The Road | O whare are ye gaun? | | 20 | 253 |
| 113: | The Fire Of Frendraught | The eighteenth of October, | | 106 | 248 |
| 114: | The Friar In The Well | O hearken and hear, and I will you tell | | 32 | 270 |
| 115: | The Gardener | The gardener stands in his bower-door, | | 35 | 247 |
| 116: | The Gay Goshawk | O well's me o' my gay goss-hawk, | | 112 | 286 |
| 117: | The Gipsy Laddie | There cam singers to Earl Cassillis' gates, | | 66 | 264 |
| 118: | The Great Silkie Of Sule Skerrie | An eartly nourris sits and sings, | | 28 | 286 |
| 119: | The Heir Of Linne | Of all the lords in fair Scotland | | 138 | 240 |
| 120: | The Hunting Of The Cheviot | The Persė owt off Northombarlonde, | | 283 | 301 |
| 121: | The Jolly Juggler | Draw me near, draw me near, | | 72 | 255 |
| 122: | The Knight And The Shepherd's Daughter | There was a shepherd's dochter | | 132 | 284 |
| 123: | The Laily Worm And The Machrel Of The Sea | I was but seven year auld | | 66 | 247 |
| 124: | The Laird O' Logie | I will sing, if ye will hearken, | | 68 | 244 |
| 125: | The Laird Of Knottington | There was a troop of merry gentlemen | | 72 | 255 |
| 126: | The Lament Of The Border Widow | My love he built me a bonny bower, | | 28 | 239 |
| 127: | The Lord Of Learne | It was the worthy lord of Learne, | | 436 | 256 |
| 128: | The Lyke-Wake Dirge | This ean night, this ean night, | | 32 | 269 |
| 129: | The Maid And The Palmer | The maid shee went to the well to washe, | | 37 | 262 |
| 130: | The Marriage Of Sir Gawaine | Kinge Arthur liues in merry Carleile, | | 235 | 253 |
| 131: | The Nutbrown Maid | Be it right, or wrong, these men among | | 360 | 290 |
| 132: | The Outlaw Murray | Ettrick Forest is a fair forest, | | 304 | 241 |
| 133: | The Outlyer Bold | There were three sisters, they lived in a bower, | | 46 | 291 |
| 134: | The Queen Of Elfan's Nourice | I heard a cow low, a bonnie cow low, | | 44 | 257 |
| 135: | The Sweet Trinity | Sir Walter Raleigh has built a ship, | | 51 | 267 |
| 136: | The Three Ravens And The Twa Corbies | There were three rauens sat on a tree, | | 25 | 272 |
| 137: | The Twa Brothers | There were twa brethren in the north, | | 40 | 301 |
| 138: | The Twa Sisters O' Binnorie | There were twa sisters sat in a bour, | | 100 | 303 |
| 139: | The Unquiet Grave | The wind doth blow today, my love, | | 28 | 300 |
| 140: | The Wee Wee Man | As I was wa'king all alone, | | 32 | 238 |
| 141: | The Whummil Bore | Seven lang years I hae served the king, | | 15 | 309 |
| 142: | The Wife Of Usher's Well | There lived a wife at Usher's Well, | | 42 | 286 |
| 143: | Willie O' Winsbury | The king he hath been a prisoner, | | 54 | 265 |
| 144: | Willie's Fatal Visit | Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air, | | 76 | 296 |
| 145: | Willie's Lady | Willie has taen him o'er the fame, | | 86 | 283 |
| 146: | Young Akin | Lady Margaret sits in her bower door, | | 216 | 279 |
| 147: | Young Bekie | Young Bekie was as brave a knight | | 144 | 376 |
| 148: | Young Benjie | Of a' the maids o' fair Scotland, | | 88 | 275 |
| 149: | Young Hunting | O Lady, rock never your young son young | | 112 | 271 |
| 150: | Young Waters | About Yule, when the wind blew cule, | | 56 | 267 |
