nts!—combining, IV. 72.
Under the great hill sloping bare, i. 381.
Under the shadow of a cloud, the light, IV. 406.
Unfathomed deep, unfetter'd waste, IV. 337.
Unnoted as the setting of a star, IV. 154.
Up and down the village streets, i. 210.
Up from the meadows rich with corn, III. 245.
Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing, IV. 311.
Up, laggards of Freedom!—our free flag is cast, III. 189.
Up the hillside, down the glen, III. 94.
Up the streets of Aberdeen, i. 107.
Voice of a people suffering long, III. 268.
Voice of the Holy Spirit, making known, II. 326.
Wake, sisters, wake! the day-star shines, II. 312.
Wave of an awful torrent, thronging down, IV. 384.
Weary of jangling noises never stilled, II. 336.
We cross the prairie as of old, III. 176.
We give thy natal day to hope, III. 367.
We had been wandering for many days, i. 80.
We have opened the door, i. 376.
Welcome home again, brave seaman!
with thy thoughtf
m the heart of Waumbek Methna, from the lake that never fall, i. 154.
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like span, i. 166.
From these wild rocks I look to-day, IV. 180.
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine, IV. 166.
From Yorktown's ruins, ranked and still, III. 128.
Gallery of sacred pictures manifold, II. 327.
Get ye up from the wrath of God's terrible day, II. 191.
Gift from the cold and silent past, i. 37.
God bless New Hampshire!
from her granite peaks, III. 101.
God bless ye, brothers!
in the fight, III. 280.
God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above, II. 309.
God's love and peace be with thee, where, IV. 70.
Gone before us, O our brother, IV. 14.
Gone, gone,—sold and gone, III. 56.
Gone hath the spring, with all its flowers, II. 20.
Gone to thy Heavenly Father's rest, III. 43.
Graceful in name and in thyself, our river, IV. 308.
Gray searcher of the upper air, IV. 347.