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
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