In a backwoods town Lived Deacon Brown, And he was a miser old; He would trust no bank, So he dug, and sank

O Lord, we come this morning Knee-bowed and body-bent Before Thy throne of grace. O Lord—this morning— Bow our hearts beneath our knees,

Her eyes, twin pools of mystic lig… The blend of star-sheen and black… O’er which, to sound their glamour… A man might bend, and vainly gaze. Her eyes, twin pools so dark and d…

Enough of love! Let break its eve… Ended my youthful folly! for I kn… That, like the dazzling, glister-s… Celia, thou art beautiful, but col… I do not find in thee that warmth…

O brothers mine, to-day we stand Where half a century sweeps our ke… Since God, through Lincoln’s read… Struck off our bonds and made us m… Just fifty years - a winter’s day…

W’en de banjos wuz a-ringin’, An’ de darkies wuz a-singin’, Oh, wuzen dem de good times sho! All de ole folks would be chattin’… An’ de pickaninnies pattin’,

Three students once tarried over t… And into Frau Wirthin’s turned to… ‘Say, hostess, have you good beer… And where is that pretty daughter… ‘My beer and wine is fresh and cle…

Once der was a meetin’ in de wilde… All de critters of creation dey wa… Brer Rabbit, Brer 'Possum, Brer… King Lion, Mister Terrapin, Mist… De question fu’ discussion was, '…

Girl of fifteen, I see you each morning from my win… As you pass on your way to school. I do more than see, I watch you. I furtively draw the curtain aside…

Mother, shed no mournful tears, But gird me on my sword; And give no utterance to thy fears… But bless me with thy word. The lines are drawn! The fight is…

Twenty years go by on noiseless fe… He returns, and once again they me… She exclaims, ‘Good heavens! and… He mutters, ‘My God! and that is…

(Negro Love Song) Breeze a-sighin’ and a-blowin’, Southern summer night. Stars a-gleamin’ and a-glowin’, Moon jes shinin’ right.

I hear the stars still singing To the beautiful, silent night, As they speed with noiseless wingi… Their ever westward flight. I hear the waves still falling

When morning shows her first faint… I think of the tender blush That crept so gently to your cheek When first my love I dared to spe… How, in your glance, a dawning ray

Have you been sore discouraged in… And even sometimes weighted by the… That those with whom and those for… Lagged far behind, or dared but fa… And that the opposing forces in th…