First linesFrances Ellen Watkins Harper

  1. A rock, for ages, stern and high, Truth
  2. At the Portals of the Future, Lines
  3. Behold the lilies of the field Behold the Lilies!
  4. Beneath the burden of our joy Fifteenth Amendment
  5. Bring forth the balance, let the weight be gold! The Soul
  6. “Build me a house,” said the Master, The Building
  7. “Build me a nation,” said the Lord. Then and Now
  8. Come nearer to me, husband, The Dying Mother
  9. Come speak to me of Jesus, Jesus
  10. Come, gather around me, children, The Jewish Grandfather’s Story
  11. Cruel in vengeance, reckless in wrath, Death of Zombi
  12. Dear father, I hear a whisper, The Dying Child to Her Blind Father
  13. Do not cheer, for men are dying “Do Not Cheer, Men Are Dying,” Said Capt. Phillips, in the Spanish-American War
  14. Do you blame me that I loved him? A Double Standard
  15. Do you see this cup⁠—this tempting cup⁠— Signing the Pledge
  16. Do you see this grain of sand A Grain of Sand
  17. Do you see this ragged stocking, The Ragged Stocking
  18. Farewell, father! I am a dying, Eva’s Farewell
  19. From Rome’s palaces and villas The Hermit’s Sacrifice
  20. Go work in my vineyard, said the Lord, Go Work in My Vineyard
  21. God bless our native land, God Bless Our Native Land
  22. Have the bright and glowing visions Lines to Hon. Thaddeus Stevens
  23. He came⁠—a wanderer; years of sin The Prodigal’s Return
  24. He had plunged into our sorrows, Christ’s Entry Into Jerusalem
  25. He is coming, she said, to Simon’s feast, Simon’s Feast
  26. He lifted up his pleading eyes, The Martyr of Alabama
  27. He stood before his finished work; The Artist
  28. He stood before my heart’s closed door, The Refiner’s Gold
  29. He stood before the savage throng, The Tennessee Hero
  30. He stood before the sons of Heth, Burial of Sarah
  31. He stood beside his dying child, The Drunkard’s Child
  32. Heard you that shriek? It rose The Slave Mother
  33. I had a dream, a varied dream: “Fishers of Men”
  34. I have but four, the treasures of my soul, The Slave Mother
  35. I heard, my young friend Report
  36. I remember, well remember, Aunt Chloe
  37. I thirst, but earth cannot allay “I Thirst”
  38. I wear an easy garment, Free Labor
  39. In yonder halls reclining The Revel
  40. It is nothing to me, the beauty said, Nothing and Something
  41. It shall flash through coming ages; President Lincoln’s Proclamation of Freedom
  42. It was done, the deed of horror; The Resurrection of Jesus
  43. It was my sad and weary lot The Fugitive’s Wife
  44. Joy to my bosom! rest to my fear! The Syrophenician Woman
  45. Judgment slumbered. God in mercy Retribution
  46. Kind and gracious princess, more than friend, Moses
  47. Let me make the songs for the people, Songs for the People
  48. Life to her no brightness brought, Saved by Faith
  49. Life was trembling, faintly trembling The Dying Bondman
  50. Light! more light! the shadows deepen, “Let the Light Enter!”
  51. Like a fawn from the arrow, startled and wild, Eliza Harris
  52. Like Dives in the deeps of Hell Save the Boys
  53. Maceo dead! a thrill of sorrow Maceo
  54. Make me a grave where’er you will, Bury Me in a Free Land
  55. Master only left old Mistus The Deliverance
  56. Men of Cleveland, had a vulture To the Union Savers of Cleveland
  57. Men of the North! it is no time Words for the Hour
  58. My home is so glad, my heart is so light, Wanderer’s Return
  59. My mother’s kiss, my mother’s kiss, My Mother’s Kiss
  60. Nay, do not blush! I only heard Advice to the Girls
  61. Night closed o’er the battling army, The Sin of Achan
  62. Not for them the length’ning shadows Youth in Heaven
  63. Of course, I don’t know very much Aunt Chloe’s Politics
  64. Oh, my soul had grown so weary The Mother’s Blessing
  65. Oh! crush it not, that hope so blest, That Blessed Hope
  66. Only a little scrap of blue “A Little Child Shall Lead Them”
  67. Onward to her destination, Our Hero
  68. Onward, onward, sons of freedom, Be Active
  69. Out in the cold mid the dreary night, Out in the Cold
  70. Outcast from her home in Syria Dedication Poem
  71. “Pledge me with wine,” the maiden cried, The Fatal Pledge
  72. Ring, aye, ring the freedom bell, The Freedom Bell
  73. Rise up! rise up! Oh Israel, Deliverance
  74. Say not the age is hard and cold⁠— The Present Age
  75. Served him right! How could he dare The Dismissal of Tyng
  76. Sharers of a common country, Home, Sweet Home
  77. She came from the East a fair, young bride, Going East
  78. She leaned her head upon her hand Vashti
  79. She stood at Jesus’ feet, Mary at the Feet of Christ
  80. Slowly o’er his darkened features The Dying Fugitive
  81. Take sackcloth of the darkest dye, Bible Defence of Slavery
  82. Tell me, did the angels greet thee? To a Babe Smiling in Her Sleep
  83. Thank God for little children, Thank God for Little Children
  84. Thank God that thou hast spoken Lines to Charles Sumner
  85. The blue sky arching overhead, The Change
  86. The conies had their hiding-place, He “Had Not Where to Lay His Head”
  87. The light was faintly streaming The Dying Christian
  88. The murmurs of a distant strife A Mother’s Heroism
  89. The prison-house in which I live Renewal of Strength
  90. The sale began⁠—young girls were there, The Slave Auction
  91. The strength that bore her on for years The Dying Queen
  92. The treacherous sands had caught our boat, A Story of the Rebellion
  93. There was grief within our household Jamie’s Puzzle
  94. They forced him into prison, Died of Starvation
  95. They heard the South wind sighing The Crocuses
  96. They robed her for another groom, The Bride of Death
  97. They scorned her for her sinning, The Contrast
  98. They shall see Him in the crimson flush The Pure in Heart Shall See God
  99. They took away his seamless robe, Simon’s Countrymen
  100. Tidings! sad tidings for the daughter of Ai, Rizpah, the Daughter of Ai
  101. Too frail to soar⁠—a feeble thing⁠— The Sparrow’s Fall
  102. Turn my daughters, full of woe, Ruth and Naomi
  103. ’Twas a fearful night⁠—the tempest raved Death of the Old Sea King
  104. ’Twas a night of dreadful horror⁠— The Night of Death
  105. Two little children sit by my side, Mother’s Treasures
  106. Uncle Jacob often told us, Church Building
  107. Very soon the Yankee teachers Learning to Read
  108. Walking through life’s dusty highways, Lessons of the Street
  109. We come, but not to celebrate, 25th Anniversary of the “Old Folks’ Home”
  110. We may sigh o’er the heavy burdens The Burdens of All
  111. We would see Jesus; earth is grand, “Sir, We Would See Jesus”
  112. We’ve room to build holy altars Light in Darkness
  113. Welcome children of the Spring, Dandelions
  114. Well, one morning real early The Reunion
  115. When a dark and fearful strife An Appeal to the American People
  116. Ye are builders, little builders, The Little Builders
  117. Year after year the artist wrought The Lost Bells
  118. Yes! Ethiopia yet shall stretch Ethiopia
  119. You can sigh o’er the sad-eyed Armenian An Appeal to My Countrywomen
  120. You’ve heard no doubt of Irish bulls, Lines to Miles O’Reiley
  121. Your land is crowned with regal men, Our English Friends

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