- A rock, for ages, stern and high, Truth
- At the Portals of the Future, Lines
- Beneath the burden of our joy Fifteenth Amendment
- “Build me a house,” said the Master, The Building
- Come nearer to me, husband, The Dying Mother
- Come speak to me of Jesus, Jesus
- Come, gather around me, children, The Jewish Grandfather’s Story
- Cruel in vengeance, reckless in wrath, Death of Zombi
- Dear father, I hear a whisper, The Dying Child to Her Blind Father
- Do you blame me that I loved him? A Double Standard
- Do you see this cup—this tempting cup— Signing the Pledge
- Do you see this grain of sand A Grain of Sand
- Farewell, father! I am a dying, Eva’s Farewell
- From Rome’s palaces and villas The Hermit’s Sacrifice
- Go work in my vineyard, said the Lord, Go Work in My Vineyard
- God bless our native land, God Bless Our Native Land
- Have the bright and glowing visions Lines to Hon. Thaddeus Stevens
- He came—a wanderer; years of sin The Prodigal’s Return
- He lifted up his pleading eyes, The Martyr of Alabama
- He stood before his finished work; The Artist
- He stood before my heart’s closed door, The Refiner’s Gold
- He stood before the savage throng, The Tennessee Hero
- He stood before the sons of Heth, Burial of Sarah
- He stood beside his dying child, The Drunkard’s Child
- Heard you that shriek? It rose The Slave Mother
- I had a dream, a varied dream: “Fishers of Men”
- I have but four, the treasures of my soul, The Slave Mother
- I heard, my young friend Report
- I remember, well remember, Aunt Chloe
- I thirst, but earth cannot allay “I Thirst”
- I wear an easy garment, Free Labor
- In yonder halls reclining The Revel
- It is nothing to me, the beauty said, Nothing and Something
- It shall flash through coming ages; President Lincoln’s Proclamation of Freedom
- It was my sad and weary lot The Fugitive’s Wife
- Joy to my bosom! rest to my fear! The Syrophenician Woman
- Judgment slumbered. God in mercy Retribution
- Let me make the songs for the people, Songs for the People
- Life to her no brightness brought, Saved by Faith
- Life was trembling, faintly trembling The Dying Bondman
- Light! more light! the shadows deepen, “Let the Light Enter!”
- Like a fawn from the arrow, startled and wild, Eliza Harris
- Like Dives in the deeps of Hell Save the Boys
- Make me a grave where’er you will, Bury Me in a Free Land
- Master only left old Mistus The Deliverance
- Men of the North! it is no time Words for the Hour
- My home is so glad, my heart is so light, Wanderer’s Return
- My mother’s kiss, my mother’s kiss, My Mother’s Kiss
- Nay, do not blush! I only heard Advice to the Girls
- Night closed o’er the battling army, The Sin of Achan
- Not for them the length’ning shadows Youth in Heaven
- Of course, I don’t know very much Aunt Chloe’s Politics
- Oh, my soul had grown so weary The Mother’s Blessing
- Oh! crush it not, that hope so blest, That Blessed Hope
- Only a little scrap of blue “A Little Child Shall Lead Them”
- Out in the cold mid the dreary night, Out in the Cold
- Outcast from her home in Syria Dedication Poem
- Ring, aye, ring the freedom bell, The Freedom Bell
- Say not the age is hard and cold— The Present Age
- Served him right! How could he dare The Dismissal of Tyng
- Sharers of a common country, Home, Sweet Home
- She came from the East a fair, young bride, Going East
- She leaned her head upon her hand Vashti
- She stood at Jesus’ feet, Mary at the Feet of Christ
- Slowly o’er his darkened features The Dying Fugitive
- Take sackcloth of the darkest dye, Bible Defence of Slavery
- Tell me, did the angels greet thee? To a Babe Smiling in Her Sleep
- Thank God for little children, Thank God for Little Children
- Thank God that thou hast spoken Lines to Charles Sumner
- The blue sky arching overhead, The Change
- The conies had their hiding-place, He “Had Not Where to Lay His Head”
- The light was faintly streaming The Dying Christian
- The murmurs of a distant strife A Mother’s Heroism
- The prison-house in which I live Renewal of Strength
- The sale began—young girls were there, The Slave Auction
- The strength that bore her on for years The Dying Queen
- The treacherous sands had caught our boat, A Story of the Rebellion
- There was grief within our household Jamie’s Puzzle
- They forced him into prison, Died of Starvation
- They heard the South wind sighing The Crocuses
- They robed her for another groom, The Bride of Death
- They scorned her for her sinning, The Contrast
- They shall see Him in the crimson flush The Pure in Heart Shall See God
- Tidings! sad tidings for the daughter of Ai, Rizpah, the Daughter of Ai
- Too frail to soar—a feeble thing— The Sparrow’s Fall
- Turn my daughters, full of woe, Ruth and Naomi
- ’Twas a fearful night—the tempest raved Death of the Old Sea King
- ’Twas a night of dreadful horror— The Night of Death
- Two little children sit by my side, Mother’s Treasures
- Uncle Jacob often told us, Church Building
- Very soon the Yankee teachers Learning to Read
- We would see Jesus; earth is grand, “Sir, We Would See Jesus”
- We’ve room to build holy altars Light in Darkness
- Welcome children of the Spring, Dandelions
- Well, one morning real early The Reunion
- When a dark and fearful strife An Appeal to the American People
- Ye are builders, little builders, The Little Builders
- Yes! Ethiopia yet shall stretch Ethiopia
- You’ve heard no doubt of Irish bulls, Lines to Miles O’Reiley
- Your land is crowned with regal men, Our English Friends
All poets.