How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood; [8]
I am a woman—therefore I may not; [227]
I fill this cup to one made up; [12]
I have a little kinsman; [150]
I knew she lay above me; [235]
I lay me down to sleep; [122]
I saw him once before; [95]
I saw the twinkle of white feet; [64]
I stand upon the summit of my years; [154]
I waited in the little sunny room; [247]