Books
- The Fatal Landscape and Other Poems (1941)
- Home Town Elegy (1944)
- The Traveller has Regrets and Other Poems (1948);
- Vision of Scotland (1948)
- The Dedicated Life In Poetry, by Patrice de la Tour du Pin (translation, 1948)
- News from South America (1949)
- Leaves without a Tree (1953)
- The Modern Writer and his World (1953)
- Springtime (poetry anthology, 1953) edited with Ian Fletcher
- W. B. Yeats (1954)
- Scotland (1955) with Edwin Smith
- Poetry now: an anthology edited by G. S. Fraser (1956) Faber & Faber
- Dylan Thomas (1957)
- Vision and Rhetoric. Studies in Modern Poetry (1959)
- Ezra Pound (1960)
- Keith Douglas. Collected Poems (Second Edition, 1966) edited with John Waller and J. C. Hall.
- Lawrence Durrell. A Study (1968) with a bibliography by Alan G. Thomas
- Conditions (1969)
- Metre, Rhyme and Free Verse (1970)
- John Keats: Odes (1971) edited
- P. H. Newby (1974)
- Essays on Twentieth Century Poets (1977)
- Alexander Pope (1978);
- Return to Oasis: War Poems and Recollections from the Middle East, 1940-1946 (1980) edited with Victor Selwyn, Erik de Mauny, Ian Fletcher, and John Waller.
- Poems of G.S. Fraser (1981) editors Ian Fletcher and John Lucas, Leicester University Press
- A Short History of English Poetry 1981
- A Stranger and Afraid: Autobiography of an Intellectual (1983) Carcanet Press
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