The poems are listed in the order determined by Kipling when he was preparing the collection for publication; click here for a listing by title, and here for a listing by first line.
| Title | First line | Notes |
| Dedication | Before a midnight breaks in storm |  |
| The Sea and the Hills | Who hath desired the sea? —the sight of salt water unbounded | |
| The Bell Buoy | They christened my brother of old | |
| Cruisers | As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine | |
| The Destroyers | The strength of twice three thousand horse | |
| White Horses | Where run your colts at pasture | |
| The Second Voyage | We’ve sent our little Cupids all ashore | |
| The Dykes | We have no heart for the fishing, we have no hand for the oar | |
| The Song of Diego Valdez | The God of Fair Beginnings | |
| The Broken Men | For things we never mention | |
| The Feet of the Young Men | Now the Four-way lodge is opened, and the Hunting Winds are loosed | |
| The Truce of the Bear | Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go | |
| The Old Men | This is our lot if we live so long, and labour unto the end | |
| The Explorer | There’s no sense in going further—it’s the edge of cultivation | |
| The Wage-slaves | Oh glorious are the guarded heights | |
| The Burial | When that great Kings return to clay | |
| General Joubert | With those that bred, with those that loosed the strife | |
| The Palace | When I was a King and a mason —a Master proven and skilled | |
| Sussex | God gave all men all earth to love | |
| Song of the Wise Children | When the darkened Fifties dip to the North | |
| Buddha at Kamakura | Oh ye who tread the Narrow Way | |
| The White Man’s Burden | Take up the White Man’s Burden | |
| Pharaoh and the Sergeant | Said England unto Pharaoh, ‘I must make a man of you’ | |
| Our Lady of the Snows | A Nation spoke to a Nation | |
| ‘Et Dona Ferentes’ | In extended observation of the ways and works of man | |
| Kitchener’s School | Oh Hushee, carry your shoes in your hand, and bow your head on your breast | |
| The Young Queen | Her hand was still on her sword-hilt, the spur was still on her heel | |
| Rimmon | Daily with knees that feign to quake | |
| The Old Issue | ‘Here is nothing new , or aught unproven’, say the trumpets | |
| Bridge Guard in the Karroo | Sudden the desert changes | |
| The Lesson | Let us admit it fairly, as a business people should | |
| The Files | Files | |
| The Reformers | Not in the camp his victory lies | |
| Dirge of Dead Sisters | Who recalls the twlight and the ranged tents in order | |
| The Islanders | No doubt but ye are the people —your throne is abive the King’s | |
| The Peace of Dives | The Word came down to Dives, in Torment where he lay | |
| South Africa | Lived a woman wonderful | |
| The Settler | Here where my fresh-turned furrows run | |
| SERVICE SONGS | ||
| The Service Man | “Tommy” you was when it began | |
| Chant Pagan | Me that ‘ave been what I’ve been | |
| M.I. | I wish my mother could see me now, with a fence-post under my arm | |
| Columns | Out o’ the wilderness, dusty and dry | |
| The Parting of the Columns | We’ve rode and fiought and ate and drunk as rations come to hand | |
| Two Kopjes | Only two African kopjes | |
| The Instructor | At times when under cover I ‘ave said | |
| Boots | We’re foot—slog—slog—slog—slogging over Africa | |
| The Married Man | The bachelor, ‘e fights for one | |
| Lichtenberg | Smells are surer than sounds or sights | |
| Stellenbosch | The General ‘eard the firin’ on the flank | |
| Half Ballad of Waterval | When by the labour of my ‘ands | |
| Piet | I do not love my Empire’s foes | |
| Wilful-Missing’ | There is a world outside the one you know | |
| Ubique | There is a word you often see, pronounce it as you may | |
| The Return | Peace is declared, ‘an I return | |
| Recessional | God of our fathers, known of old | |