- Ah! the year is slowly dying, Passing of the Old Year
- All hail! thou gorgeous sunset, Sunset
- As I sit by the ruddy oak fire, Nestle-Down Cottage
- Bird of the woodland, sing me a song, To the Mock-Bird
- Bright and beautiful art thou, October
- By the Rivers of Babylon we mournfully bent, “By the Waters of Babylon”
- Can I forget thee? No, while mem’ry lasts, On Parting with a Friend
- Carolina mourns to-day. For he, the gifted Tribute to Capt. F. W. Dawson
- “Cast down your bucket where you are,” Atlanta Exposition Ode
- Columbia, all hail! Chicago Exposition Ode
- Come and listen to the chiming Bells of St. Michael
- Come back to me, O ye, my children: Mother’s Recall
- Come Peace, on snowy pinions, Ode to Peace
- Come, let us join this festal lay— Rally Song
- Fain would I rival thee To the Eagle
- For one brief day, did Queenie stay Queenie
- Gentle as a maiden’s dream, The Snowstorm
- Hail Flag of the Union! Hail Flag of the free! Stars and Stripes
- How comest thou, O flower so fair, The Snowdrop
- I am sitting sad and lonely Lines to Florence
- I am the month when roses June
- I took up the burden of life anew To My Mother
- I’ll think of thee, mine own, dear one To a Loved One
- I’m sitting by the hearthstone now, Twilight Musing
- In a far off hamlet near the sea Uranne
- Just as the twilight’s holy hour To an Infant
- Just look, ’tis a quarter past six, love— The Coming Woman
- Lady with thine eyes of beauty The Valentine
- Life’s stormy surge had scarcely touched The Grafted Bud
- Magnolia! “Pale city of the dead,” Magnolia
- Mightier than the sword thou art, The Pen
- My Mother! With the angels now, Mrs. Louise B. Weston
- Night and a starless sky, Shipwreck
- O come to me in my dreams love! Lines to ⸻
- O Earth, adore creative power, Creation
- O, insatiable monster! Could’st thou not A Requiem
- O! sing ye a dirge for the loved and the lost, Tribute to a Lost Steamer
- Oh! Erin my country, my ancestor’s home! Song to Erin
- Oh! surely ’tis a theme sublime Dedicated to the Right Rev’d D. A. Payne
- Oh! surely for thee were the gates ajar, Rev. Samuel Weston
- Oh! waves in the sunlight gleaming, Sonnet to My Firstborn
- On a starry, wintry night, The Christ Child
- Rest thee aged pilgrim, now thy toils are o’er; Death of a Grandparent
- River, why in ceaseless flow Maiden and River
- She is not dead, but sleepeth;— Mrs. Rebecca Weston
- Sister darling, ope the window, let the balmy air once more The Dying Girl
- Sleep, Christian warrior, sleep, To Rev. Thaddeus Saltus
- Sleep, love sleep, Serenade
- The die is cast, come weal, come woe, Marriage
- The earth was young, the world was fair, The Saxon Legend of Language
- The gloom of night had overspread the land, The Nativity
- The Past, it is fraught with many a feeling The Past
- Though no blossoms cluster Mrs. Mary Furman Weston Byrd
- ’Tis said but a name is friendship, Lines to Mrs. Isabel Peace
- Tread not the earth where lies her youthful form, Mrs. E. Cohrs Brown
- ’Twas a cloudless morn and the sun shone bright, The Cherokee
- ’Twas sunset’s hour, the glorious day The Exile’s Reverie
- When the Autumn’s breezes Mr. Edward Fordham
- When the heavens with stars are gleaming For Who?
- When the Sabbath was declining, just at twilight’s mystic hour, In Memoriam
- Why did the sun his beams conceal The Crucifixion
- Will you leave the hills of Scotland? Highland Mary
- With hands all reddened and sore, The Washerwoman
- With thy rugged, ice-girt shore, Alaska
- Yes, my darling, when life’s shadows In Memoriam
- Yon may speak of a grave in a distant land, A Reverie
All poets.