his 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?