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Hain't you see my Mandy Lou from A Plantation Portrait
He had his dream, and all through life from He Had His Dream
He loved her, and through many years from Then and Now
He sang of life, serenely sweet from The Poet
He scribbles some in prose and verse from The Dilettante: A Modern Type
He stood beside the station rail from Goin' Back
He was a poet who wrote clever verses from Confirmation
Heart of my heart, the day is chill from A Misty Day
Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now from To the South on Its New Slavery
Heel and toe, heel and toe from The Dance
Hello, ole man, you're a-gittin' gray from Growin' Gray
Her hair is a brilliant red, and her voice like a bumblebee's hum from My Best Girl
Hit's been drizzlin' an' been sprinklin' from Drizzle
Home agin, an' home to stay from Bein' Back Home
How shall I woo thee to win thee, mine own from How Shall I Woo Thee
How sweet the music sounded from An Old Memory
How's a man to write a sonnet, can you tell from The Poet and the Baby
Hurt was the nation with a mighty wound from Lincoln
Hyeah come Caesar Higgins from Jealous
Hyeah dat singin' in de medders from When Sam'l Sings

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