Index of First Lines

A bee that was searching for sweets one day19
A blue-bell springs upon the ledge26
A cloud fell down from the heavens288
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in8
A hush is over all the teeming lists6
A knock is at her door, but she is weak73
A life was mine full of the close concern103
A lilt and a swing226
A little bird with plumage brown78
A little dreaming by the way114
A lover whom duty called over the wave29
A maiden wept and, as a comforter11
A man of low degree was sore oppressed111
A song for the unsung heroes who rose in the country’s need196
A song is but a little thing4
A youth went farming up and down55
Across the hills and down the narrow ways120
Adown the west a golden glow263
Ah, Douglass, we have fall’n on evil days208
Ah, I have changed, I do not know270
Ah, love, my love is like a cry in the night222
Ah me, it is cold and chill186
Ah, Nora, my Nora, the light fades away62
Ah, yes, ‘t is sweet still to remember31
Ah, yes, the chapter ends to-day101
Ain’t it nice to have a mammy239
Ain’t nobody tol’ you not a wo’d a-tall181
Air a-gittin’ cool an’ coolah77
All de night long twell de moon goes down253
All hot and grimy from the road224
Along by the river of ruin265
An angel robed in spotless white65
An old man planted and dug and tended60
An old, worn harp that had been played17
As a quiet little seedling12
As in some dim baronial hall restrained94
As lone I sat one summer’s day122
As some rapt gazer on the lowly earth106
Ashes to ashes, dust unto dust103
At the golden gate of song179
Aye, lay him in his grave, the old dead year!105
Back to the breast of thy mother113
Because I had loved so deeply256
Because you love me I have much achieved238
Bedtime’s come fu’ little boys144
Belated wanderer of the ways of spring179
Beyond the years the answer lies41
Bird of my lady’s bower19
Bones a-gittin’ achy153
Break me my bounds, and let me fly285
Breezes blowin’ middlin’ brisk78
Bring me the livery of no other man92
By Mystic’s banks I held my dream204
By rugged ways and thro’ the night215
By the pool that I see in my dreams, dear love198
By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as in a glass50
Caught Susanner whistlin’; well149
Come away to dreamin’ town254
Come, drink a stirrup cup with me125
Come, essay a sprightly measure97
Come on walkin’ wid me, Lucy; ‘t ain’t no time to mope erroun’164
Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart120
Come when the nights are bright with stars61
Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning163
Cover him over with daisies white258

Daih’s a moughty soothin’ feelin’ 187 Darling, my darling, my heart is on the wing 202 Days git wa’m an’ wa’mah 239 De axes has been ringin’ in de woods de blessid day 143 De breeze is blowin’ ‘cross de bay 145 De ‘cession’s stahted on de gospel way 194 De da’kest hour, dey allus say 165 De dog go howlin’ ‘long de road 247 De night creep down erlong de lan’ 166 De ol’ time’s gone, de new time’s hyeah 192 De sun hit shine an’ de win’ hit blow 256 De times is mighty stirrin’ ‘mong de people up ouah way 158 De trees is bendin’ in de sto’m 193 De way t’ings come, hit seems to me 225 De win’ is blowin’ wahmah 236 De win’ is hollahin’ “Daih you” to de shuttahs an’ de fiah 174 Dear critic, who my lightness so deplores 189 Dear heart, good-night! 23 Dear Miss Lucy: I been t’inkin’ dat I’d write you long fo’ dis 151 Deep in my heart that aches with the repression 25 Dey been speakin’ at de cou’t-house 205 Dey had a gread big pahty down to Tom’s de othah night 83 Dey is snow upon the meddahs 168 Dey is times in life when Nature 57 Dey was oncet a awful quoil ‘twixt de skillet an’ de pot 268 Dey was talkin’ in de cabin, dey was talkin’ in de hall 182 Dey’s a so’t o’ threatenin’ feelin’ in de blowin’ of de breeze 171 Dinah stan’ befo’ de glass 206 Dis is gospel weathah sho’—26 Do’ a-stan’in’ on a jar, fiah a-shinin’ thoo 196 Dolly sits a-quilting by her mother, stitch by stitch 240 Done are the toils and the wearisome marches 22 Dream days of fond delight and hours 287 Dream on, for dreams are sweet 100 Driftwood gathered here and there 277 Duck come switchin’ ‘cross de lot 275

Ef dey’s anyt’ing dat riles me141
Ef you’s only got de powah fe’ to blow a little whistle250
Eight of ’em hyeah all tol’ an’ yet243
Emblem of blasted hope and lost desire115
Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes3
Folks ain’t got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits5
Folks is talkin’ ’bout de money, ’bout de silvah an’ de gold135
Four hundred years ago a tangled waste47
Fu’ de peace o’ my eachin’ heels, set down222
God has his plans, and what if we81
“Good-bye,” I said to my conscience31
Goo’-by, Jinks, I got to hump64
Good hunting!—aye, good hunting237
Good-night, my love, for I have dreamed of thee93
Granny’s gone a-visitin’242
Grass commence a-comin’176
Gray are the pages of record205
Gray is the palace where she dwells180
G’way an’ quit dat noise, Miss Lucy82
Hain’t you see my Mandy Lou173
He had his dream, and all through life61
He loved her, and through many years129
He sang of life serenely sweet191
He scribbles some in prose and verse49
Heart of my heart, the day is chill207
Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now216
Heel and toe, heel and toe170
Hello, ole man, you’re a-gittin’ gray80
Hit’s been drizzlin’ an’ been sprinklin’180
Home agin, an’ home to stay259
How shall I woo thee to win thee, mine own?289
How sweet the music sounded284
How’s a man to write a sonnet, can you tell114
Hurt was the nation with a mighty wound184
Hyeah come Cæsar Higgins145
Hyeah dat singin’ in de medders208

“I am but clay,” the sinner plead 114

If Death should claim me for her own to-day210
If life were but a dream, my Love75
If the muse were mine to tempt it50
If thro’ the sea of night which here surrounds me256
If ‘twere fair to suppose258
If you could sit with me beside the sea to-day21
In a small and lonely cabin out of noisy traffic’s way124
In de dead of night I sometimes260
In Life’s Red Sea with faith I plant my feet110
In the east the morning comes199
In the heavy earth the miner107
In the forenoon’s restful quiet95
In the silence of my heart110
In this sombre garden close209
In the tents of Akbar223
In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day111
I’s a-gittin’ weary of de way dat people do244
I’s boun’ to see my gal to-night142
I’s feelin’ kin’ o’ lonesome in my little room to-night202
It is as if a silver chord216
It may be misery not to sing at all225
It was Chrismus Eve, I mind hit fu’ a mighty gloomy day137
It’s all a farce,—these tales they tell56
It’s hot to-day. The bees is buzzin’279
It’s moughty tiahsome layin’ ‘roun’195
I’ve a humble little motto46
I’ve always been a faithful man267
I’ve been list’nin’ to them lawyers22
I’ve been watchin’ of ’em, parson39
I’ve journeyed ‘roun’ consid’able, a-seein’ men an’ things147

Jes’ lak toddy wahms you thoo’ 148 Just whistle a bit, if the day be dark 98

Key and bar, key and bar201
Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one!277
Know you, winds that blow your course40
Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass142
Lead gently, Lord, and slow98
Let me close the eyes of my soul261
Let those who will stride on their barren roads214
‘Lias! ‘Lias! Bless de Lawd!190
Like sea-washed sand upon the shore202
Like the blush upon the rose282
Little brown baby wif spa’klin’ eyes134
Little brown face full of smiles267
Little lady at de do’177
Long had I grieved at what I deemed abuse106
Long since, in sore distress, I heard one pray123
Long time ago, we too set out119
Long years ago, within a distant clime104
Love hath the wings of the butterfly117
Love is the light of the world, my dear231
Love me. I care not what the circling years89
Love used to carry a bow, you know258
Lucy done gone back on me136
Mammy’s in de kitchen, an’ de do’ is shet241
Mastah drink his ol’ Made’a213
Men may sing of their Havanas, elevating to the stars129
Mother’s gone a-visitin’ to spend a month er two79
My cot was down by a cypress grove8
My heart to thy heart13
My lady love lives far away288
My muvver’s ist the nicest one247
My neighbor lives on the hill192
My soul, lost in the music’s mist76
Night, dim night, and it rains, my love, it rains227
Night is for sorrow and dawn is for joy90
Not o’er thy dust let there be spent18
No matter what you call it287
Not they who soar, but they who plod18
Not to the midnight of the gloomy past214
O li’l’ lamb out in de col’133
O Lord, the hard-won miles11
O Mother Race! to thee I bring15
October is the treasurer of the year63
Oh, de clouds is mighty heavy169
Oh, de grubbin’-hoe’s a-rustin’ in de co’nah67
Oh, de weathah it is balmy an’ de breeze is sighin’ low207
Oh, dere’s lots o’ keer an’ trouble20
Oh for the breath of the briny deep92
Oh, I am hurt to death, my Love72
Oh, I des received a letter f’om de sweetest little gal266
Oh, I haven’t got long to live, for we all48
Oh, summer has clothed the earth91
Oh the breeze is blowin’ balmy262
Oh, the day has set me dreaming107
Oh, the little bird is rocking in the cradle of the wind245
Oh, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes26
Oh to have you in May166
Oh, what shall I do? I am wholly upset131
Oh, who is the Lord of the land of life268
Oh, who would be sad tho’ the sky be a-graying236
Oh, wind of the spring-time, oh, free wind of May221
On a summer’s day as I sat by a stream248
On the wide veranda white59
Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air102
One night in my room, still and beamless109
Our good knight, Ted, girds his broadsword on108
Out in de night a sad bird moans194
Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing64
Out of my heart, one day, I wrote a song117
Out of my heart, one treach’rous winter’s day102
Out of the sunshine and out of the heat167
Outside the rain upon the street253
Over the hills and the valleys of dreaming90
Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, my life is a gray day74
Place this bunch of mignonette66
Poor withered rose, she gave it me286
Pray, what can dreams avail104
Pray why are you so bare, so bare219
Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire117

Ring out, ye bells! 278 Round the wide earth, from the red field your valour has won 112

Say a mass for my soul’s repose, my brother211
Search thou my heart116
See dis pictyah in my han’144
Seems lak folks is mighty curus139
Seen my lady home las’ night49
Seen you down at chu’ch las’ night60
Shadder in de valley226
She gave a rose103
She sang, and I listened the whole song thro’121
She told the story, and the whole world wept119
She told her beads with downcast eyes106
She wrapped her soul in a lace of lies240
Silence, and whirling worlds afar263
Silently without my window54
Since I left the city’s heat263
Slow de night’s a-fallin’186
Slow moves the pageant of a climbing race211
So we, who ‘we supped the selfsame cup40
Some folks t’inks hit’s right an’ p’opah201
Standin’ at de winder253
Step me now a bridal measure248
Step wid de banjo an’ glide wid de fiddle269
Storm and strife and stress227
Summah night an’ sighin’ breeze132
Summah’s nice, wif sun a-shinin’132
Summer is de lovin’ time262
Sunshine on de medders168
Sweetest of the flowers a-blooming237
Swing yo’ lady roun’ an’ roun’200
Tek a cool night, good an’ cleah150
Tell your love where the roses blow238
Temples he built, and palaces of air100
The air is dark, the sky is gray65
The change has come, and Helen sleeps58
The cloud looked in at the window72
The draft of love was cool and sweet252
The gray dawn on the mountain top248
The gray of the sea, and the gray of the sky93
The lake’s dark breast8
The lark is silent in his nest61
The little bird sits in the nest and sings67
The Midnight wooed the Morning-Star99
The mist has left the greening plain252
The moon begins her stately ride276
The moon has left the sky, love46
The night is dewy as a maiden’s mouth64
The November sun invites me282
The poor man went to the rich man’s doors106
The rain streams down like harpstrings from the sky270
The river sleeps beneath the sky9
The sand-man he’s a jolly old fellow235
The sky of brightest gray seems dark59
The smell of the sea in my nostrils91
The snow lies deep upon the ground105
The sun has slipped his tether100
The sun hath shed its kindly light281
The sun is low285
The trees bend down along the stream249
The wind is out in its rage to-night244
The wind told the little leaves to hurry258
The word is writ that he who runs may read209
The world is a snob, and the man who wins118
The young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair52
Ther’ ain’t no use in all this strife49
There are no beaten paths to Glory’s height21
There is a heaven, for ever, day by day106
There’s a fabulous story246
There’s a memory keeps a-runnin’10
These are the days of elfs and fays251
They please me not—these solemn songs125
This is the debt I pay213
This is to-day, a golden summer’s day223
This poem must be done to-day122
Thou arrant robber, Death!284
“Thou art a fool,” said my head to my heart5
Thou art my lute, by thee I sing109
Thou art the soul of a summer’s day271
Though the winds be dank71
Thy tones are silver melted into sound116
Tim Murphy’s gon’ walkin’ wid Maggie O’Neill261
’Tis an old deserted homestead283
’Tis better to set here beside the sea186
’Tis fine to play235
To me, like hauntings of a vagrant breath97
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane167
’Twas the apple that in Eden251
’Twas three an’ thirty year ago27
‘Twixt a smile and a tear241
Two little boots all rough an’ wo’163

Uncle John, he makes me tired 73 Underneath the autumn sky 256

Villain shows his indiscretion 42

Want to trade me, do you, mistah? Oh, well, now, I reckon not189
We is gathahed hyeah, my brothahs13
We wear the mask that grins and lies71
W’en daih’s chillun in de house199
W’en de clouds is hangin’ heavy in de sky176
W’en de colo’ed ban’ comes ma’chin’ down de street178
W’en de evenin’ shadders185
W’en de snow’s a-fallin’188
W’en I git up in de mo’nin’ an’ de clouds is big an’ black172
W’en us fellers stomp around, makin’ lots o’ noise264
W’en you full o’ worry250
What are the things that make life bright?238
What dreams we have and how they fly166
What if the wind do howl without75
What says the wind to the waving trees?68
What’s the use o’ folks a-frownin’249
When all is done, and my last word is said113
When August days are hot an’ dry130
When de fiddle gits to singin’ out a ol’ Vahginny reel138
When first of wise old Johnson taught129
When I come in f’m de co’n-fiel’ aftah wo’kin’ ha’d all day155
When I was young I longed for Love98
When labor is light and the morning is fair70
When Phyllis sighs and from her eyes175
When storms arise66
When summer time has come, and all280
When the bees are humming in the honeysuckle vine215
When the corn’s all cut and the bright stalks shine16
When to sweet music my lady is dancing175
When winter covering all the ground275
When you and I were young, the days24
Who dat knockin’ at de do’?184
Who say my hea’t ain’t true to you?133
Whose little lady is you, chile198
Whut dat you whisperin’ keepin’ f’om me?136
Whut time ‘d dat clock strike?254
Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile153
Why fades a dream?77
Why was it that the thunder voice of Fate221
Will I have some mo’ dat pie?203
Win’ a-blowin’ gentle so de san’ lay low191
Wintah, summah, snow er shine178
Wintah time hit comin’241
With sombre mien, the evening gray123
With what thou gavest me, O Master276
Within a London garret high96
Woman’s sho’ a cur’ous critter, an’ dey ain’t no doubtin’ dat170
Yes, my ha’t ‘s ez ha’d ez stone62
Yesterday I held your hand257
You ask why I am sad to-day220
You bid me hold my peace286
You kin talk about yer anthems53
You’ll be wonderin’ whut’s de reason131
Your presence like a benison to me266
Your spoken words are roses fine and sweet270

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