| Title | First Line | Page | Comments |
|---|
|
To my boy
|
Floating down the golden way
|
1
|
Different title “The Little White Dove” and many different words in
published book; appears to be about birth of his son (see page 129
of book)
|
|
“Du Gratia”
|
As down the stream of life we glide
|
5
|
Different title in book: “The Voyage of Life” which is the same except
for one word (see page 17 of book)
|
|
The Katie-Did
|
There’s a nice little birdie – singing always
|
11
|
Not in published book; Katie was (one of?) his wife’s name (another
wife appears to have been Rachael, Alice, Delveen and possibly a Lottie
may have been loves of his; at first it appeared an Annie might be
a lover as well but one poem in the book is titled “Sister Annie”)
and this poem was a playful tribute to their love; sometimes difficult
to tell if was a family member
|
|
To Harry
|
I know a nice young man who tells
|
15
|
Not in published book; whimsical poem and advice to a boy who exaggerates
and is in love
|
|
Daisy
|
I know a winsome laughing girl
|
21
|
Same (see page 156 in book)
|
|
The Blind Mother’s Lament
|
Sainted and spotless her loving life’s way
|
25
|
Different Title “The Blind Mother”, with a few words changes, and
with 2 additional verses in the manuscript that were not in the published
poem (see page 220 in book)
|
|
The new birth
|
‘Twas night and all was strangely still
|
29
|
A few words different (see page 130 in book)
|
|
To Charlie
|
Dear child of earth if human love
|
35
|
Not in published book; eulogy to death of a child
|
|
Woman
|
Who in this weary toil and strife
|
37
|
Different title: Woman—to “Ruthie” (see page 7 in book)
|
|
The last battle
|
Upon his cot the dying soldier lay
|
41
|
Several wording changes (see page 35 in book)
|
|
Idols
|
Within our hearts some idol sits enthroned
|
45
|
A few words different (see page 176 in book)
|
|
The little grave
|
I know a tiny mound of green
|
49
|
Different Title: “An Easter Psalm of Life” and a few words different
in the verses (notably in first line); in addition there are 5 extra
verses in the published poem that are not in the manuscript (see page
133 in book)
|
|
A la Bismarck
|
O, I love the prettiest girl in town
|
51
|
A few words different (see page 128 in book)
|
|
Prayer
|
On all alike descends the rain
|
55
|
Same (see page 18 in book)
|
|
Treasures
|
No gems or gold upon my shrine
|
61
|
A few wording differences (see page 72 in book)
|
|
Home
|
Sitting by my fireside
|
65
|
A couple of wording differences that look like compositors mistakes
(see page 290 in book)
|
|
By their works
|
A life of self-denial meekly born
|
69
|
Different title “Immortality”; wording differences (see page 121 in
book)
|
|
The wife – to Katy
|
In the blush of her young life, I wooed her
|
71
|
A few small wording differences (see page 227 in book)
|
|
La fille de joie
|
I knew her when a little artless child
|
73
|
Wording differences; 14 verses in the published version versus 9 in
the manuscript (see page 200 in book)
|
|
Lottie
|
In the dingy old house on the hill
|
77
|
Poem with the same title in the published version has a subtitle:
The Bride of Azrael; it is a completely different poem; the poem in
the manuscript is not found in the published book even under any other
name (see page 47 in book)
|
|
“Light”
|
Watching the gloomy drifting clouds
|
79
|
Wording differences (see page 21 in book)
|
|
Vespers
|
The pealing bells chimed silvery notes
|
87
|
Different Title: “Vespers at St. Aloysius”; some wording differences
(see page 221 in book)
|
|
The Mother’s Love
|
I lay me down in quiet rest
|
93
|
Same (see page 178 in book)
|
|
“Hymn to the Virgin”
|
Ave Maria: let thy holy eyes
|
99
|
Different Title: “Ave Maria”; several wording differences (see page
11 in book)
|
|
A dream of love
|
The night came down without a cloud
|
105
|
Published book has subtitle “To Annie”; several wording differences
(see page 123 in book)
|
|
“Mon Cher Ami”
|
I love him for the happy smile
|
109
|
Published book has subtitle: “To Dell” (see page 116 in book)
|
|
Death
|
Amid the chorus of the Angel throng
|
113
|
Several wording differences (see page 134 in book)
|
|
“Ada”
|
Lady of the sweet dark eyes
|
119
|
Same (see page 177 in book)
|
|
“Rachel”
|
What shall I say of ma petite Rachel
|
121
|
Several wording differences; manuscript has 5 verses while published
book has only 4 verses, leaving out portions of two verses where poet
is particularly impassioned (see page 258 in book)
|
|
Past and Future
|
What is the past but dreams of night and gloom
|
125-129
|
Several wording differences (see page 122 in book)
|
|
The Widow
|
She smiled such a small seductive smile
|
161
|
Not in published
|
| Poem Title | First Line | Page |
|---|
|
Invocation to the Flag
|
Flag that floateth now triumphant
|
5
|
|
Last Words of General Stonewall Jackson
|
Upon his weary couch of pain he lay
|
6
|
|
Woman – to “Ruthie”
|
Who, in this weary toil and strife
|
7
|
|
Little Saidee. – “an evangel”
|
‘Twas night, and in the silent room
|
9
|
|
The Bird’s Sermon
|
This morn I wandered in the wood
|
10
|
|
“Ave Maria”
|
Ave Maria! let thy holy eyes
|
11
|
|
Dinah
|
Aged, uncomely, and black,
|
12
|
|
“Magdalen”
|
Along the dimly lighted pave
|
13
|
|
The Witness of the Spirit
|
This Sabbath dawn is full of peace
|
15
|
|
The Voyage of Life
|
As down the stream of life we fly
|
17
|
|
“Prayer”
|
On all alike descends the rain
|
18
|
|
La Petite Blonde
|
My blonde hath hair all golden
|
19
|
|
“Light”
|
Watching the drifting bloomy clouds
|
21
|
|
“Sister Tilly”
|
Sister Tilly, you know, is a born Methodist
|
22
|
|
“Babie Maude”
|
Lovely as a snow drop
|
23
|
|
“Union for ever!”
|
Hail, youthful comrades, brave and strong
|
24
|
|
Ada
|
Large lustrous eyes of jetty hue
|
25
|
|
“Beauty for Ashes”
|
The days were all hopeless and sad
|
26
|
|
“Heart’s Delight”
|
Violet eyes, gold-tinted hair
|
27
|
|
Scene at Fort Washington
|
At the the cannon’s side on those battlements grand
|
28
|
|
Under the Daisies
|
Under the daisies our darling sleeps
|
29
|
|
Reconciliation
|
The sun is going down, old friend
|
30
|
|
“Uncle Billy”
|
His hair is as white as the drifted snow
|
31
|
|
Wife
|
I’m thinking to-night of the hour, sweet wife
|
32
|
|
The Rum-seller’s Dream
|
The run-seller slept on his downy couch
|
33
|
|
“Perfect Love”
|
Perfect love hath cast out fear
|
36
|
|
The last battle
|
Upon his cot the dying soldier lay
|
35
|
|
“Lovest thou me?”
|
Lovest thou Me, lovest thou Me?
|
37
|
|
Charity
|
In as much as ye have fed him
|
38
|
|
The Blessing of him that was ready to perish
|
Alone amid his sore distress
|
39
|
|
Rest
|
Is there no rest for way-worn feet?
|
40
|
|
“Ave Jesu” – A Christmas Gloria
|
The way is wearisome and rough
|
41
|
|
Easter Gloria in Excelcis
|
Our Christ has risen, joy untold
|
42
|
|
“Fantine”
|
Fantine, her innocent name
|
43
|
|
A Christmas Carol
|
Soft angel voices at the dawn
|
44
|
|
“The Peace of God”
|
My heart was heavy with its burdened gloom
|
46
|
|
“Lottie”
|
Peacefully sleeping the young bride lay
|
47
|
|
An Evangel
|
Alone, in outer darkness drear
|
49
|
|
“Charles Sumner”
|
Who faced the haughty Southron’s pride?
|
50
|
|
The Cross of Christ
|
Clouds and thick darkness draped my shudd’ring soul
|
51
|
|
The Ocean
|
Thy ceaseless roar, old Ocean, breaks
|
52
|
|
“Fide Et Amore”
|
Speak! spirit mine
|
53
|
|
“Aunt Sally”—A Song in the Night
|
“Now, children,” said sainted Aunt Sally
|
54
|
|
September Dew-Drops
|
“These pure crystalline gems of dew
|
55
|
|
“The Odd Fellows’ Orphans”
|
As one by one the orphans came
|
56
|
|
Centennial Poem (1875)
|
A hundred years have gone and past
|
57
|
|
“Prisoners’ Chorus”
|
Oh what delight in the free air
|
58
|
|
The Martyr’s Crown
|
As on the lake by the tempest tost
|
59
|
|
Saidee
|
Pretty little Saidee, with her flossy hair
|
60
|
|
“Every Cloud Hath a Silvery Lining”
|
Every cloud hath a silvery lining
|
61
|
|
Dolly Varden
|
Mistress, it has accomplished a Dorothy Varden
|
62
|
|
“The Good Shepherd”
|
On Bethlehem’s plain a glad refrain
|
64
|
|
September Dew-Drops
|
How these diamond dew-drops gleam
|
64
|
|
The Wooing of the Rose
|
Sang the rose, who was red
|
65
|
|
“La Petite Fille”
|
Do you know a little maiden?
|
67
|
|
“Alice Maude”
|
Little Maudie’s come to town
|
68
|
|
“Pass On”
|
“Pass On” he said, “to the gathering throng;
|
69
|
|
Glenwood
|
Beautiful home of our silent dead
|
70
|
|
The Preachers’ Prayer Meeting
|
A small, pale woman filled with power
|
71
|
|
Treasures
|
No gems or gold upon thy shrine
|
72
|
|
Faith
|
In the world of care and sorrow
|
73
|
|
Radicalism
|
Sweet smiling babe of beauty rare
|
74
|
|
“By the Sea”
|
In front of the restless ocean grand
|
76
|
|
“A La Mode”
|
Walking down the Avenue, quizzing ladies gay
|
77
|
|
Slavery’s Chain
|
“Slavery chain’s done broke at last!”
|
79
|
|
The Wine Cup
|
Rosie wine and crystal ice
|
79
|
|
Trailing Arbutus
|
We do not ken thy pure celestial name
|
80
|
|
The Widow’s Might
|
Amid the throng of wealth and pride
|
82
|
|
Babie
|
And a little child shall lead them
|
83
|
|
Wanted
|
A clean, pure heart without a stain
|
84
|
|
The Master
|
Thou art the master: at thy feet
|
86
|
|
Burial of Capt. Hall, of the Poalris (sic)
|
Mid ice and snow, and Arctic gloom
|
87
|
|
“Tina”
|
Tina had a soft blue eye
|
89
|
|
Memorial Service (1870)
|
Upon the sacred alter shrine
|
90
|
|
“The Burden-Bearer”
|
In all the wide, wide world
|
91
|
|
The Life Immortal
|
At pearly gates of life immortal
|
92
|
|
“The Clerk with the Empty Sleeve”
|
He hasn’t the air of a hero
|
93
|
|
Resignation
|
“Beneath our hallowed cross of love
|
94
|
|
“La Nymph du Pave”
|
On the oaken floor of the station, there
|
96
|
|
“Emmanuel—The Star of Bethlehem”
|
One God, the Father, just and good
|
98
|
|
“Cosette”
|
Cosette, in the garden at night
|
100
|
|
The Old Clerk
|
He has been a Department clerk, you know
|
101
|
|
The Rum Fiend
|
All along my path of roses
|
102
|
|
“Evermore”
|
Evermore, my soul is dreaming
|
104
|
|
“Pauper Nancy”
|
An old, old woman full of years
|
105
|
|
The “White Stone”
|
Here what the spirit saith to thee
|
107
|
|
“He Giveth His Beloved Sleep”
|
Asleep the dear one’s seeming
|
108
|
|
“Hit”
|
Of course if you know the Doctor
|
109
|
|
The Psalm of Death
|
I sing the psalm of the angel death
|
111
|
|
Alice
|
Will I not ever cherish thee?
|
113
|
|
Consolation
|
When surges roll beneath our feet
|
114
|
|
“Trust in God” (1871)
|
In that last hour of heavenly peace
|
115
|
|
“Mon Cher Ami”
|
I love him for the happy smile
|
116
|
|
Peace and Love
|
The sun is sinking into the rest
|
117
|
|
“Alone”
|
Alone in this great world of strife
|
118
|
|
The Friend of Sinners
|
I know the Friend of sinners
|
119
|
|
Immortality
|
A life of self-denial, meekly born
|
121
|
|
“Past and Future”
|
What is the past but dreams of night and gloom
|
122
|
|
“A Dream of Love”
|
The night came down without a cloud
|
123
|
|
“The Rock”
|
Upon this Rock our God hath built
|
124
|
|
The Conversion of “Candace”, “Queen of Ethiopia”
|
Ypon (sic) her golden throne, encrowned
|
126
|
|
A La Bismarck
|
Oh! I love the prettiest girl in town
|
128
|
|
The Little White Dove
|
Fluttering down the shining way
|
129
|
|
The New Birth
|
‘Twas night, and all was strangely still
|
130
|
|
Easter Morn
|
All hail fair Easter morn, all hail
|
131
|
|
An Easter Psalm of Life
|
I love that tiny mound of green
|
133
|
|
Death
|
Amid the chorus of the angel throng
|
134
|
|
Winchester
|
‘Twas early morn, the rising sun
|
135
|
|
Little Brownie
|
Little Brownie, maiden sweet
|
138
|
|
Faust and Mephistopheles
|
His life was drawing to its close
|
139
|
|
The Minister’s Daughter
|
I said, her soul is white and fair
|
142
|
|
Behind the Bars
|
Behind the bars a woman stood
|
143
|
|
Song of the Sleigh-Bells
|
Jingle, jingle, jingle! O, how we do go
|
146
|
|
Neighbor Annie
|
My neighbor never speaks to me
|
147
|
|
At the Sea Shore
|
In front the sapphire billows grand
|
148
|
|
“The New Dispensation”
|
There in the midst a fallen woman crouched
|
148
|
|
“In His Bosom”
|
Lambs of the flock all spotless, pure
|
151
|
|
The Happy New Year
|
Hail, all hail, the New Year’s birth
|
152
|
|
That Kittery Boy
|
Who thinks himself a full grown man
|
153
|
|
A Matin Hymn
|
When morning lifts the veil of night
|
154
|
|
A Song of the Night
|
“Now, children,” said gentle Aunt Sally
|
155
|
|
“Daisy”
|
I know a winsome, laughing girl
|
156
|
|
A Christmas Gloria
|
Bells are ringing—happy chimes
|
157
|
|
The Death of Emerson
|
Now at the open gate of heavenly rest
|
158
|
|
Easter Lilies
|
How sweetly breaks the Easter morn
|
159
|
|
“Ave Jesu”—A Legend
|
In the olden time, when the Moors
|
161
|
|
“A Little Child Shall Lead Them”
|
“Safe in the arms of Jesus”
|
162
|
|
Sister Annie
|
Young and so beautiful
|
164
|
|
Christ, The High Tower
|
He is the Rock on which we build
|
165
|
|
The Christ-Child
|
The stars shone soft and bright
|
166
|
|
Lent
|
Weep and lament for the sinful days
|
168
|
|
Saidee
|
There’s a tiny form at my knee
|
169
|
|
Hope
|
Hope is the lovely budding flower
|
170
|
|
“Faith”
|
A little child in downy nest
|
171
|
|
The White Crown
|
A holy priest, and in his gentle arms
|
172
|
|
Immortality
|
“Thy brother sleeps, he is not dead
|
174
|
|
The Baby of the Pinafore
|
O. he is the lad to screech and squirm
|
175
|
|
“Idols”
|
Within our hearts some idol sits enthroned
|
176
|
|
“Ada”
|
Lady of the sweet dark eyes
|
177
|
|
“The Mother’s Love”
|
I lay me down in quiet rest
|
178
|
|
The Poet’s Crown
|
The poet lifts his eyes to heaven
|
179
|
|
“Arida Ossa”
|
My spirit strayed from its earthly home
|
180
|
|
To the Bride
|
Fair bride, with tender eyes of blue
|
181
|
|
A Revelation
|
Now have I found the holy peace
|
182
|
|
The Old Homestead
|
They went into the country
|
184
|
|
The Belle of the Ball
|
Ah, the beautiful “Belle of the Ball”
|
186
|
|
“Hope’s Retreat”
|
Within the cool green everglade
|
188
|
|
Tina Belle
|
Tina! Tina! laughing sprite
|
189
|
|
The Prodigal Song
|
Out on the mountains all barren and cold
|
190
|
|
Out of the Depths
|
Out of the depths of mire and clay
|
191
|
|
Easter Hymn
|
Now hath Christ risen from the dead
|
194
|
|
Bertha’s Bridal
|
The bridal robes are spotless fair
|
195
|
|
The Little Mother
|
The dearest little mother
|
196
|
|
A New Year’s Evangel
|
One fleeting year has passed away
|
197
|
|
Cherry Blossom
|
Pretty little blossom
|
199
|
|
La Fille De Joie
|
I knew her when an artless child
|
200
|
|
“Baby Bessie”
|
Her lips are full of kisses
|
202
|
|
The Missing Ship
|
I sit at my chamber window high
|
204
|
|
Mount Auburn
|
Out of my window, ‘mid the beauteous trees
|
206
|
|
“Little Boy Ben”
|
Little boy Benny has come to the town
|
209
|
|
“Nobody’s Child”
|
The night was dark, and drear, and cold
|
210
|
|
God’s Poor
|
An old, old woman, full of years
|
213
|
|
A Mystery
|
Alone with life-long, voiceless night
|
214
|
|
“The Real Presence”
|
The night was peaceful and serene
|
215
|
|
“The Angel of the Covenant”
|
Come, now, white Angel, fold me close
|
218
|
|
The Blind Mother
|
Sainted and spotless her loving life’s way
|
220
|
|
Vespers at St. Aloysius
|
The pealing bells chimed silvery notes
|
221
|
|
The Yankee Girl
|
She is slender, and graceful, and blonde
|
222
|
|
Three little midgets
|
Three little midgets, all fairies sweet
|
223
|
|
“The Little Brook”
|
Just at the threshold of a joyous life
|
224
|
|
Liberty
|
Last of the noble band of martyrs brave
|
225
|
|
Vespers at “All Souls’”
|
He said there was no night of gloom and pain
|
226
|
|
“Home Again”
|
There is no place like Home, sweet home
|
227
|
|
Moonlight on the sea
|
The moon shone clear on the sparkling sea
|
228
|
|
“Bread of Heaven”
|
Hungering and thirsting for love I lie
|
229
|
|
Centennial
|
A hundred years have gone and past
|
230 (see page 57)
|
|
Longfellow’s New Psalm of Life
|
Upon his weary couch of pain
|
232
|
|
“Lina”
|
There is no face that’s so divine
|
234
|
|
A loving heart’s lament
|
All along my path of roses
|
235
|
|
The wife-To Katie
|
In the blush of her young life I wooed her
|
237
|
|
Brother (after 1864)
|
He’s gone to the Patriot’s honored grave
|
238
|
|
Little May Linnean (after 1882)
|
Upon the green and velvet sod
|
239
|
|
The Psalm of Life
|
I sing the song of redeeming love
|
240
|
|
“Christus Consolator”
|
How wonderful this holy calm!
|
241
|
|
“Immanuel”
|
He came at midnight’s solemn hour
|
242
|
|
Brother Lenny
|
On the banks of Piscataqua’s rushing wave
|
241
|
|
Darwin
|
O, what a blessed privilege
|
245
|
|
The Three Graces
|
One hath deep eyes of midnight
|
247
|
|
“Ecce Homo”
|
How can I tell his beauty fair
|
248
|
|
A Wedding Gift
|
We come to give you merry greeting
|
249
|
|
“Tabitha Jane”
|
Sweet Tabitha Jane was a feline maid
|
250
|
|
The Reporter’s Christmas
|
‘Twas Christmas Eve in the station there
|
251
|
|
“Home”
|
Beautiful home of my childhood days
|
253
|
|
Delvene
|
Dost know a sweet-voiced woman, friend,
|
254
|
|
Wedded Love
|
The peaceful years have gently rolled away
|
255
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An Invocation
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God of our fathers, throned in light
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256
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“Rachel”
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What shall I say of “ma petite Rachel”
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258
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“Little Pitcher”
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There’s nothing on earth like religion
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259
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“The Heavenly Guest”
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“I was a stranger, and ye took me in,”
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260
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The Sweet Singer of Paradise
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When Azrael sings his song to me
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261
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The Carnival of Authors
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In a splendid hall with banners gay
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262
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High Mass at St. Augustine’s
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The sun shone bright thro’ tinted windows high
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264
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La Bal Masque
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In a splendid hall with banners gay
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265 (see p 262)
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“When Jesus Comes Again”
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The stars shone soft and bright
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267
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A Psalm of Peace
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The solemn bells of midnight tolled
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270
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“Via Crusis, Via Lucis”
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By the way of the Cross came heavenly light
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271
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“What of the Night?”
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What of the night, watchman, faithful and true,
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273
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Ben Blue-Eye-(a la pinafore)
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Kind readers, I’ve important information
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274
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“Christus-Felicitator”
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Now through the blessed name of Christ
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275
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To Babie May
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Babie May’s a rose bud sweet
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276
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“Little Buttercup”
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She’s called Little Buttercup,
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277
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The March of Company C
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Over the land sounds the trumpet of war
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280
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Dedication Poem
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Only a few of His faithful followers
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282
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“Ah Lee”
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Ah Lee was a Methodist, simple and straight
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284
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Victory (1882)
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Long years have flown since on our ears
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285
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Home
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Sitting by my fireside
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290
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The Happy New Year
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The Old Year has gone
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291
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