I Shall Not Die: By a Prisoner in Solitary Confinement at Fort Delaware. (W. L.)
“I felt the power of intellect,
I had the power of conscious strength;”—
Is There Nobody Hurt: Air, “Cocachelunk.” (R. B. B. 47.)
“Hark! the cries of widowed mothers,
Coming from the Northern states:”—
Is There, Then, No Hope for the Nations? (W. G. S. From the Charleston Courier.)
“Is there, then, no hope for the nations?
Must the record of time be the same?”—
Is This a Time to Dance? (W. G. S.)