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| Dey is times in life when Nature | 57 | |
| Dey was oncet a awful quoil 'twixt de skillet an' de pot | 268 | |
| Dey was talkin' in de cabin, dey was talkin' in de hall | 182 | |
| Dey's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze | 171 | |
| Dinah stan' befo' de glass | 206 | |
| Dis is gospel weathah sho'- | 26 | |
| Do' a-stan'in' on a jar, fiah a-shinin' thoo | 196 | |
| Dolly sits a-quilting by her mother, stitch by stitch | 240 | |
| Done are the toils and the wearisome marches | 22 | |
| Dream days of fond delight and hours | 287 | |
| Dream on, for dreams are sweet | 100 | |
| Driftwood gathered here and there | 277 | |
| Duck come switchin' 'cross de lot | 275 | |
| Ef dey's anyt'ing dat riles me | 141 | |
| Ef you's only got de powah fe' to blow a little whistle | 250 | |
| Eight of 'em hyeah all tol' an' yet | 243 | |
| Emblem of blasted hope and lost desire | 115 | |
| Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes | 3 | |
| Folks ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits | 5 | |
| Folks is talkin' 'bout de money, 'bout de silvah an' de gold | 135 | |
| Four hundred years ago a tangled waste | 47 | |
| Fu' de peace o' my eachin' heels, set down | 222 | |
| God has his plans, and what if we | 81 | |
| "Good-bye," I said to my conscience | 31 | |
| Goo'-by, Jinks, I got to hump | 64 | |
| Good hunting!-aye, good hunting | 237 | |
| Good-night, my love, for I have dreamed of thee | 93 | |
| Granny's gone a-visitin' | 242 | |
| Grass commence a-comin' | 176 | |
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