Index of First Lines

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A bee that was searching for sweets one day 19
A blue-bell springs upon the ledge 26
A cloud fell down from the heavens 288
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in 8
A hush is over all the teeming lists 6
A knock is at her door, but she is weak 73
A life was mine full of the close concern 103
A lilt and a swing 226
A little bird with plumage brown 78
A little dreaming by the way 114
A lover whom duty called over the wave 29
A maiden wept and, as a comforter 11
A man of low degree was sore oppressed 111
A song for the unsung heroes who rose in the country’s need 196
A song is but a little thing 4
A youth went farming up and down 55
Across the hills and down the narrow ways 120
Adown the west a golden glow 263
Ah, Douglass, we have fall’n on evil days 208
Ah, I have changed, I do not know 270
Ah, love, my love is like a cry in the night 222
Ah me, it is cold and chill 186
Ah, Nora, my Nora, the light fades away 62
Ah, yes, ‘t is sweet still to remember 31
Ah, yes, the chapter ends to-day 101
Ain’t it nice to have a mammy 239
Ain’t nobody tol’ you not a wo’d a-tall 181
Air a-gittin’ cool an’ coolah 77
All de night long twell de moon goes down 253
All hot and grimy from the road 224
Along by the river of ruin 265
An angel robed in spotless white 65
An old man planted and dug and tended 60
An old, worn harp that had been played 17
As a quiet little seedling 12
As in some dim baronial hall restrained 94
As lone I sat one summer’s day 122
As some rapt gazer on the lowly earth 106
Ashes to ashes, dust unto dust 103
At the golden gate of song 179
Aye, lay him in his grave, the old dead year! 105

Back to the breast of thy mother 113
Because I had loved so deeply 256
Because you love me I have much achieved 238
Bedtime’s come fu’ little boys 144
Belated wanderer of the ways of spring 179
Beyond the years the answer lies 41
Bird of my lady’s bower 19
Bones a-gittin’ achy 153
Break me my bounds, and let me fly 285
Breezes blowin’ middlin’ brisk 78
Bring me the livery of no other man 92
By Mystic’s banks I held my dream 204
By rugged ways and thro’ the night 215
By the pool that I see in my dreams, dear love 198
By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as in a glass 50

Caught Susanner whistlin’; well 149
Come away to dreamin’ town 254
Come, drink a stirrup cup with me 125
Come, essay a sprightly measure 97
Come on walkin’ wid me, Lucy; ‘t ain’t no time to mope erroun’ 164
Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart 120
Come when the nights are bright with stars 61
Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning 163
Cover him over with daisies white 258

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 me 141
Ef you’s only got de powah fe’ to blow a little whistle 250
Eight of ’em hyeah all tol’ an’ yet 243
Emblem of blasted hope and lost desire 115
Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes 3

Folks ain’t got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits 5
Folks is talkin’ ’bout de money, ’bout de silvah an’ de gold 135
Four hundred years ago a tangled waste 47
Fu’ de peace o’ my eachin’ heels, set down 222

God has his plans, and what if we 81
“Good-bye,” I said to my conscience 31
Goo’-by, Jinks, I got to hump 64
Good hunting!–aye, good hunting 237
Good-night, my love, for I have dreamed of thee 93
Granny’s gone a-visitin’ 242
Grass commence a-comin’ 176
Gray are the pages of record 205
Gray is the palace where she dwells 180
G’way an’ quit dat noise, Miss Lucy 82

Hain’t you see my Mandy Lou 173
He had his dream, and all through life 61
He loved her, and through many years 129
He sang of life serenely sweet 191
He scribbles some in prose and verse 49
Heart of my heart, the day is chill 207
Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now 216
Heel and toe, heel and toe 170
Hello, ole man, you’re a-gittin’ gray 80
Hit’s been drizzlin’ an’ been sprinklin’ 180
Home agin, an’ home to stay 259
How shall I woo thee to win thee, mine own? 289
How sweet the music sounded 284
How’s a man to write a sonnet, can you tell 114
Hurt was the nation with a mighty wound 184
Hyeah come Caesar Higgins 145
Hyeah dat singin’ in de medders 208

“I am but clay,” the sinner plead 114
I am no priest of crooks nor creeds 38
I am the mother of sorrows 89
I be’n down in ole Kentucky 42
I been t’inkin’ ’bout de preachah; whut he said de othah night 212
I did not know that life could be so sweet 252
I done got ‘uligion, honey, an’ I’s happy ez a king 146
I don’t believe in ‘ristercrats 140
I grew a rose once more to please mine eyes 13
I grew a rose within a garden fair 12
I had not known before 240
I has hyeahd o’ people dancin’ an’ I’s hyeahd o’ people singin’ 156
I have no fancy for that ancient cant 94
I have seen full many a sight 188
I held my heart so far from harm 255
I found you and I lost you 251
I know a man 235
I know my love is true 58
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! 102
I never shall furgit that night when father hitched up Dobbin 42
I sit upon the old sea wall 115
I stand above the city’s rush and din 275
I stood by the shore at the death of day 69
I think that though the clouds be dark 53
I was not; now I am–a few days hence 17
If Death should claim me for her own to-day 210
If life were but a dream, my Love 75
If the muse were mine to tempt it 50
If thro’ the sea of night which here surrounds me 256
If ’twere fair to suppose 258
If you could sit with me beside the sea to-day 21
In a small and lonely cabin out of noisy traffic’s way 124
In de dead of night I sometimes 260
In Life’s Red Sea with faith I plant my feet 110
In the east the morning comes 199
In the heavy earth the miner 107
In the forenoon’s restful quiet 95
In the silence of my heart 110
In this sombre garden close 209
In the tents of Akbar 223
In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day 111
I’s a-gittin’ weary of de way dat people do 244
I’s boun’ to see my gal to-night 142
I’s feelin’ kin’ o’ lonesome in my little room to-night 202
It is as if a silver chord 216
It may be misery not to sing at all 225
It was Chrismus Eve, I mind hit fu’ a mighty gloomy day 137
It’s all a farce,–these tales they tell 56
It’s hot to-day. The bees is buzzin’ 279
It’s moughty tiahsome layin’ ‘roun’ 195
I’ve a humble little motto 46
I’ve always been a faithful man 267
I’ve been list’nin’ to them lawyers 22
I’ve been watchin’ of ’em, parson 39
I’ve journeyed ‘roun’ consid’able, a-seein’ men an’ things 147

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

Key and bar, key and bar 201
Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one! 277
Know you, winds that blow your course 40

Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass 142
Lead gently, Lord, and slow 98
Let me close the eyes of my soul 261
Let those who will stride on their barren roads 214
‘Lias! ‘Lias! Bless de Lawd! 190
Like sea-washed sand upon the shore 202
Like the blush upon the rose 282
Little brown baby wif spa’klin’ eyes 134
Little brown face full of smiles 267
Little lady at de do’ 177
Long had I grieved at what I deemed abuse 106
Long since, in sore distress, I heard one pray 123
Long time ago, we too set out 119
Long years ago, within a distant clime 104
Love hath the wings of the butterfly 117
Love is the light of the world, my dear 231
Love me. I care not what the circling years 89
Love used to carry a bow, you know 258
Lucy done gone back on me 136

Mammy’s in de kitchen, an’ de do’ is shet 241
Mastah drink his ol’ Made’a 213
Men may sing of their Havanas, elevating to the stars 129
Mother’s gone a-visitin’ to spend a month er two 79
My cot was down by a cypress grove 8
My heart to thy heart 13
My lady love lives far away 288
My muvver’s ist the nicest one 247
My neighbor lives on the hill 192
My soul, lost in the music’s mist 76

Night, dim night, and it rains, my love, it rains 227
Night is for sorrow and dawn is for joy 90
Not o’er thy dust let there be spent 18
No matter what you call it 287
Not they who soar, but they who plod 18
Not to the midnight of the gloomy past 214

O li’l’ lamb out in de col’ 133
O Lord, the hard-won miles 11
O Mother Race! to thee I bring 15
October is the treasurer of the year 63
Oh, de clouds is mighty heavy 169
Oh, de grubbin’-hoe’s a-rustin’ in de co’nah 67
Oh, de weathah it is balmy an’ de breeze is sighin’ low 207
Oh, dere’s lots o’ keer an’ trouble 20
Oh for the breath of the briny deep 92
Oh, I am hurt to death, my Love 72
Oh, I des received a letter f’om de sweetest little gal 266
Oh, I haven’t got long to live, for we all 48
Oh, summer has clothed the earth 91
Oh the breeze is blowin’ balmy 262
Oh, the day has set me dreaming 107
Oh, the little bird is rocking in the cradle of the wind 245
Oh, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes 26
Oh to have you in May 166
Oh, what shall I do? I am wholly upset 131
Oh, who is the Lord of the land of life 268
Oh, who would be sad tho’ the sky be a-graying 236
Oh, wind of the spring-time, oh, free wind of May 221
On a summer’s day as I sat by a stream 248
On the wide veranda white 59
Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air 102
One night in my room, still and beamless 109
Our good knight, Ted, girds his broadsword on 108
Out in de night a sad bird moans 194
Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing 64
Out of my heart, one day, I wrote a song 117
Out of my heart, one treach’rous winter’s day 102
Out of the sunshine and out of the heat 167
Outside the rain upon the street 253
Over the hills and the valleys of dreaming 90

Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, my life is a gray day 74
Place this bunch of mignonette 66
Poor withered rose, she gave it me 286
Pray, what can dreams avail 104
Pray why are you so bare, so bare 219
Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire 117

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 brother 211
Search thou my heart 116
See dis pictyah in my han’ 144
Seems lak folks is mighty curus 139
Seen my lady home las’ night 49
Seen you down at chu’ch las’ night 60
Shadder in de valley 226
She gave a rose 103
She sang, and I listened the whole song thro’ 121
She told the story, and the whole world wept 119
She told her beads with downcast eyes 106
She wrapped her soul in a lace of lies 240
Silence, and whirling worlds afar 263
Silently without my window 54
Since I left the city’s heat 263
Slow de night’s a-fallin’ 186
Slow moves the pageant of a climbing race 211
So we, who ‘we supped the selfsame cup 40
Some folks t’inks hit’s right an’ p’opah 201
Standin’ at de winder 253
Step me now a bridal measure 248
Step wid de banjo an’ glide wid de fiddle 269
Storm and strife and stress 227
Summah night an’ sighin’ breeze 132
Summah’s nice, wif sun a-shinin’ 132
Summer is de lovin’ time 262
Sunshine on de medders 168
Sweetest of the flowers a-blooming 237
Swing yo’ lady roun’ an’ roun’ 200

Tek a cool night, good an’ cleah 150
Tell your love where the roses blow 238
Temples he built, and palaces of air 100
The air is dark, the sky is gray 65
The change has come, and Helen sleeps 58
The cloud looked in at the window 72
The draft of love was cool and sweet 252
The gray dawn on the mountain top 248
The gray of the sea, and the gray of the sky 93
The lake’s dark breast 8
The lark is silent in his nest 61
The little bird sits in the nest and sings 67
The Midnight wooed the Morning-Star 99
The mist has left the greening plain 252
The moon begins her stately ride 276
The moon has left the sky, love 46
The night is dewy as a maiden’s mouth 64
The November sun invites me 282
The poor man went to the rich man’s doors 106
The rain streams down like harpstrings from the sky 270
The river sleeps beneath the sky 9
The sand-man he’s a jolly old fellow 235
The sky of brightest gray seems dark 59
The smell of the sea in my nostrils 91
The snow lies deep upon the ground 105
The sun has slipped his tether 100
The sun hath shed its kindly light 281
The sun is low 285
The trees bend down along the stream 249
The wind is out in its rage to-night 244
The wind told the little leaves to hurry 258
The word is writ that he who runs may read 209
The world is a snob, and the man who wins 118
The young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair 52
Ther’ ain’t no use in all this strife 49
There are no beaten paths to Glory’s height 21
There is a heaven, for ever, day by day 106
There’s a fabulous story 246
There’s a memory keeps a-runnin’ 10
These are the days of elfs and fays 251
They please me not–these solemn songs 125
This is the debt I pay 213
This is to-day, a golden summer’s day 223
This poem must be done to-day 122
Thou arrant robber, Death! 284
“Thou art a fool,” said my head to my heart 5
Thou art my lute, by thee I sing 109
Thou art the soul of a summer’s day 271
Though the winds be dank 71
Thy tones are silver melted into sound 116
Tim Murphy’s gon’ walkin’ wid Maggie O’Neill 261
‘Tis an old deserted homestead 283
‘Tis better to set here beside the sea 186
‘Tis fine to play 235
To me, like hauntings of a vagrant breath 97
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane 167
‘Twas the apple that in Eden 251
‘Twas three an’ thirty year ago 27
‘Twixt a smile and a tear 241
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 not 189
We is gathahed hyeah, my brothahs 13
We wear the mask that grins and lies 71
W’en daih’s chillun in de house 199
W’en de clouds is hangin’ heavy in de sky 176
W’en de colo’ed ban’ comes ma’chin’ down de street 178
W’en de evenin’ shadders 185
W’en de snow’s a-fallin’ 188
W’en I git up in de mo’nin’ an’ de clouds is big an’ black 172
W’en us fellers stomp around, makin’ lots o’ noise 264
W’en you full o’ worry 250
What are the things that make life bright? 238
What dreams we have and how they fly 166
What if the wind do howl without 75
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 said 113
When August days are hot an’ dry 130
When de fiddle gits to singin’ out a ol’ Vahginny reel 138
When first of wise old Johnson taught 129
When I come in f’m de co’n-fiel’ aftah wo’kin’ ha’d all day 155
When I was young I longed for Love 98
When labor is light and the morning is fair 70
When Phyllis sighs and from her eyes 175
When storms arise 66
When summer time has come, and all 280
When the bees are humming in the honeysuckle vine 215
When the corn’s all cut and the bright stalks shine 16
When to sweet music my lady is dancing 175
When winter covering all the ground 275
When you and I were young, the days 24
Who dat knockin’ at de do’? 184
Who say my hea’t ain’t true to you? 133
Whose little lady is you, chile 198
Whut dat you whisperin’ keepin’ f’om me? 136
Whut time ‘d dat clock strike? 254
Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile 153
Why fades a dream? 77
Why was it that the thunder voice of Fate 221
Will I have some mo’ dat pie? 203
Win’ a-blowin’ gentle so de san’ lay low 191
Wintah, summah, snow er shine 178
Wintah time hit comin’ 241
With sombre mien, the evening gray 123
With what thou gavest me, O Master 276
Within a London garret high 96
Woman’s sho’ a cur’ous critter, an’ dey ain’t no doubtin’ dat 170

Yes, my ha’t ‘s ez ha’d ez stone 62
Yesterday I held your hand 257
You ask why I am sad to-day 220
You bid me hold my peace 286
You kin talk about yer anthems 53
You’ll be wonderin’ whut’s de reason 131
Your presence like a benison to me 266
Your spoken words are roses fine and sweet 270