| Third Charm from Masque of Queens The owl is abroad, the bat, and the toad |
| Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I [Round about the cauldron go] Round about the cauldron go |
| Bats unveil themselves in dark |
| Ulalume The skies they were ashen and sober |
| The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary |
| Sonnet 100 In night when colors all to black are cast |
| The Hag The Hag is astride |
| Halloween Upon that night, when fairies light |
| Haunted Houses All houses wherein men have lived and died |
| Raising the Devil: A Legend of Cornelius Agrippa 'And hast thou nerve enough?' he said |
| The Hand of Glory: The Nurse's Story On the lone bleak moor |
| Spirits of the Dead Thy soul shall find itself alone |
| The Lady of the Manor [Next died the Lady] Next died the Lady who yon Hall possessed |
| Dirge We do lie beneath the grass |
| The White Witch O brothers mine, take care! Take care |
| Theme in Yellow I spot the hills |
| Mr. Macklin's Jack O'Lantern Mr. Macklin takes his knife |
| All Souls' Night, 1917 You heap the logs and try to fill |
| Goblin Market Morning and evening |
| Halloween Out I went into the meadow |
| On Halloween Some folk in courts for pleasure sue |
| Hallow-E'en, 1914 Why do you wait at your door, woman |
| Song of the Deathless Voice 'Twas the dusky Hallowe'en |
| Hallowe'en Charm Fern seed, hemp seed, water of the well |
| Incantation When the leaves, by thousands thinned |
| Dream-Land By a route obscure and lonely |
| Low Barometer The south-wind strengthens to a gale |
| November Night Listen |
| The Apparition When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead |
| The Witch-Bride A fair witch crept to a young man's side |
| The Giaour [Unquenched, unquenchable] Unquenched, unquenchable |
| Christabel [excerpt] Beneath the lamp the lady bowed |
| The Vampyre Why looks my lord so deadly pale? |
| The Vampire A lily in a twilight place |
| Antigonish [I met a man who wasn't there] |
| The Haunted Palace In the greenest of our valleys |
| All Hallows Night Two things I did on Hallows Night |
| Hallow-E'en, 1915 Will you come back to us, men of our hearts, to-night |
| Shadwell Stair I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair |