| D H Lawrence |
| | Shadows | And if tonight my soul may find her peace |
| | We Are Transmitters | As we live, we are transmitters of life |
| | The Collier's Wife | Somebody's Knockin' at th' door |
| | The Bride | My love looks like a girl tonight |
| | The Song of a Man who has Cvome Through | Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! |
| | Kangaroo | In the northern hemisphere |
| | Mountain Lion | Climbing through the January snow, into the Lobo Canyon |
| | We Are Transmitters | As we live, we are transmitters of life |
| | Self-Pity | I never saw a wild thing |
| | The Gazelle Calf | The gazelle calf, O my children |
| | Little Fish | The tiny fish enjoy themselves |
| | The Mosquito Knows | The mosquito knows full well, small as he is |
| | Stand Up! | Stand up, but not for Jesus! |
| | Shadows | And if tonighht my soul may find her peace |
| Alun Lewis |
| | All Day it has Rained | All day it has rained, and we on the edge of the moors |
| Wyndham Lewis |
| | The Song of the Militant Romance | Again let me do a lot of extraordinary talking |
| | The Song of the Militant Romance | Again let me do a lot of extraordinary talking |
| Malcom Lowry |
| | He Liked the Dead | As the poor end of each dead day drew near |