- Memoir
- Romance
- Anacreon
- The Woods of Dandenong
- The Soldan's Daughter
- The Quest of Brahma
- Desire
- Sheelah
- The Road of Roses
- Avatar
- Impression
- Paudheen's Fairy
- Spring Song
- The Land of Laissez Faire
- Players
- Blanchelys
- Over The Wine
- Bacchanalian
- The Old Bohemian
- The Poet and the Muse
- Adieu, Bohemia!
- The Requiter
- Titania
- The Tryst
- The Slain
- Message
- Woman
- Elizabeth
- The Woman at the Washtub
- Atlas
- Freedom and Fate
- Isis
- The South Wind
- The Little House
- Earth and Sea
- Tamarama Beach
- The Muses of Australia
- When London Calls
- After Sunset
- Mavourneen
- Anna
- The Green Harper
- An Old Tune
- Pictures
- The Lost Muse
- The Forest
- In A Far Country
- In Arcady
- The Call of the City
- ''Aux Pauvres Diables!''
- Dies Faustus
- Disillusion
- The Other Side
- Keepsakes
- Sorrow Go Down With The Sun!
- Remonstrance
- Visions of the Rain
- The End of the World
- Faith
- Philosophy
- Saint Francis II
- I.H.S.
- A Vision of Calvary
- Gelimer
- Forty Year
- A New Regime
- Hygeia
- The Old Men Sit By Me
- Ill
- The Grey Hour
- To My Soul
- Finis
"Victor Daley, then a happy, wondering Irish lad, drifted out to Australia. His head was full of old tunes and fragments of poetry; his pocket was nearly empty. The sunshine and freedom of Australia delighted him, and, in careless, vagabond fashion he enjoyed the fleeting pleasures of the day with little thought of the morrow. A good companion, " a fellow of infinite jest," life to him was a gallant spectacle, which he loved to look at and did not take seriously. Worldly success never tempted him, for he was a Bohemian by birth; but he was also descendant of a bardic sept, and he wanted to be a poet. So he wrote verses charged with the melancholy regret of the Celt for vanished glories and the beauty of remote things, dainty opalescent lyrics with hints of fairy music, witty and ironic verse on passing events, and, occasionally, prose sketches. When the pressure of hard realities brought sorrow into his life he wrote more gaily and vigorously than ever. For twenty years or more he charmed a large number of readers. In this thinly-peopled continent the makers of verse are numerous, and though Daley never appealed to so large an audience as the ballad writers, he was the writer best beloved of the writing clan." - Summary from the book "Wine and Roses"
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