Poems by Frances E. W. Harper
1895
- my mother's kiss
- a grain of sand
- the crocuses
- the present age
- dedication poem
- a double standard
- our hero
- the dying bondman
- "a little child shall lead them."
- the sparrow's fall
- god bless our native land
- dandelions
- the building
- home, sweet home
- the pure in heart shall see god
- he "had not where to lay his head."
- go work in my vineyard
- renewal of strength
- jamie's puzzle
- truth
- death of the old sea king
- save the boys
- nothing and something
- vashti
- thank god for little children
- the martyr of alabama
- the night of death
- mother's treasures
- the refiner's gold
- a story of the rebellion
- burial of sarah
- going east
- the hermit's sacrifice
- songs for the people
- let the light enter
- an appeal to my countrywomen
- then and now
- maceo
- "fishers of men."
- the lost bells
- "do not cheer, men are dying," said capt. phillips, in the spanish-american war
- the burdens of all