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The Music of Stephen C. Foster .

Foster, Stephen Collins (1826-1864)

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VOLUME 1 1844–1855

LOU'SIANA BELLE.

WHAT MUST A FAIRY'S DREAM BE?

Where Is Thy Spirit Mary?

STAY SUMMER BREATH.

AWAY DOWN SOUF.

NELLY WAS A LADY.

MY BRODDER GUM.

MARY LOVES THE FLOWERS.

“GWINE TO RUN ALL NIGHT.”

ANGELINA BAKER.

“AH! MAY THE RED ROSE LIVE ALWAY!”

“WAY DOWN IN CA-I-RO.”

MOLLY DO YOU LOVE ME?

THE VOICE OF BY GONE DAYS.

I WOULD NOT DIE IN SPRING TIME.

GIVE THE STRANGER HAPPY CHEER.

MOTHER, THOU'RT FAITHFUL TO ME.

FAREWELL! OLD COTTAGE.

RING, RING DE BANJO!

I WOULD NOT DIE IN SUMMER TIME

OLD FOLKS AT HOME

WILLIE MY BRAVE.

FAREWELL MY LILLY DEAR.

MASSA'S IN DE COLD GROUND.

THE HOUR FOR THEE AND ME.

MAGGIE BY MY SIDE.

MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME, GOOD-NIGHT!

OH! BOYS CARRY ME LONG.

WILLIE WE HAVE MISSED YOU.

JEANIE WITH THE LIGHT BROWN HAIR.

COME WITH THY SWEET VOICE AGAIN.

HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.

COME WHERE MY LOVE LIES DREAMING.

THE VILLAGE MAIDEN.

COMRADES FILL NO GLASS FOR ME.

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VOLUME 2 1856–1869

The White House Chair

The Abolition Show

I SEE HER STILL IN MY DREAMS.

LINGER IN BLISSFUL REPOSE

WHERE HAS LULA GONE

MY LOVED ONE AND MY OWN

THOU ART THE QUEEN OF MY SONG.

POOR DROOPING MAIDEN.

UNDER THE WILLOW SHE'S SLEEPING.

THE GLENDY BURK

Jenny's Coming O'er the Green.

Beautiful Child of Song.

DOWN AMONG THE CANE-BRAKES.

VIRGINIA BELLE.

The Little Ballad Girl.

MINE IS THE MOURNING HEART.

DON'T BET YOUR MONEY ON DE SHANGHAI.

MOLLY DEAR GOOD NIGHT.

OUR WILLIE DEAR IS DYING.

“Lizzie Dies To-Night.”

OUR BRIGHT, BRIGHT SUMMER DAYS ARE GONE

I'LL BE A SOLDIER

“WHY HAVE MY LOVED ONES GONE?”

OH! TELL ME OF MY MOTHER.

FAREWELL MOTHER DEAR.

SWEET LITTLE MAID OF THE MOUNTAIN

FAREWELL SWEET MOTHER.

LITTLE BELLE BLAIR

“A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS!”

A THOUSAND MILES FROM HOME.

LITTLE JENNY DOW.

I WILL BE TRUE TO THEE.

The Merry, Merry Month of May.

A DREAM OF MY MOTHER AND MY HOME.

“THAT'S WHAT'S THE MATTER.”

BETTER TIMES ARE COMING.

SLUMBER MY DARLING.

MERRY LITTLE BIRDS ARE WE.

NO ONE TO LOVE.

NO HOME, NO HOME.

WAS MY BROTHER IN THE BATTLE?

I'LL BE HOME TO-MORROW.

HAPPY HOURS AT HOME

GENTLE LENA CLARE.

WE'VE A MILLION IN THE FIELD.

Beautiful Dreamer.

THE LOVE I BEAR TO THEE.

BURY ME IN THE MORNING, MOTHER.

LITTLE ELLA'S AN ANGEL!

“SUFFER LITTLE CHILDREN TO COME UNTO ME.”

WILLIE'S GONE TO HEAVEN.

I'M NOTHING BUT A PLAIN OLD SOLDIER

I'D BE A FAIRY.

TEARS BRING THOUGHTS OF HEAVEN.

LEAVE ME WITH MY MOTHER.

GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD.

SEEK AND YE SHALL FIND.

I WOULD A YOUTHFUL.

WE'LL ALL MEET OUR SAVIOUR.

FRIENDS OF THE POOR.

THE ANGELS ARE SINGING UNTO ME.

ON THE BANKS OF LIFE'S FAIR RIVER.

LENA OUR LOVED ONE IS GONE

TELL ME OF THE ANGELS, MOTHER.

HOW HAPPY.

WHILE WE WORK FOR THE LORD.

FOR A WHILE THE HEART GROWS WARM.

SITTING BY MY OWN CABIN DOOR

WHEN DEAR FRIENDS ARE GONE.

TELL ME LOVE OF THY EARLY DREAMS

The Voices That Are Gone

PRAISE THE LORD!

KISS ME DEAR MOTHER ERE I DIE.

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HOW HAPPY.

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The attribution of this poem is uncertain.

1

How happy are the new-born race,
Partakers of adopting grace!
How pure the bliss they share!
Hid from the world and all its eyes,
Within their heart the blessing lies,
And conscience feels it there.

2

The moment we believe, 'tis ours;
And if we love with all our powers
The God from whom it came.
And if we serve with hearts sincere,
'Tis still discernable and clear,
An undisputed claim.

3

O messenger of dear delight!
Whose voice dispels the deepest night,
Sweet, peace-proclaiming Dove!
With thee at hand to soothe our pains,
No wish unsatisfied remains,
No task but that of love.