This one volume edition of some of the best known sonnets of Elizabeth Barrett Browning contains the following works:

I - I thought once how Theocritus had sung
II - But only three in all God's universe
III - Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
IV - Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
V - I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
VI - Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
VII - The face of all the world is changed, I think,
VIII - What can I give thee back, O liberal
IX - Can it be right to give what I can give?
X - Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
XI - And therefore if to love can be desert,
XII - Indeed this very love which is my boast,
XIII - And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
XIV - If thou must love me, let it be for nought
XV - Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
XVI - And yet, because thou overcomest so,
XVII - My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
XVIII - I never gave a lock of hair away
XIX - The soul's Rialto hath its merchandize;
XX - Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
XXI - Say over again, and yet once over again,
XXII - When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
XXIII - Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,
XXIV - Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife
XXV - A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
XXVI - I lived with visions for my company
XXVII - My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
XXVIII - My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
XXIX - I think of thee!--my thoughts do twine and bud
XXX - I see thine image through my tears to-night,
XXXI - Thou comest! all is said without a word.
XXXII - The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
XXXIII - Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
XXXIV - With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
XXXV - If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
XXXVI - When we met first and loved, I did not build
XXXVII - Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
XXXVIII - First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
XXXIX - Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
XL - Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
XLI - I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
XLII - My future will not copy fair my past--
XLIII - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
XLIV - Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers