Alas! the rolling hours pass slow, 133 A life on the Vicksburg bluff, 126 All quiet along the Potomac to-night, 62 A nation has sprung into life, 12 Arise! Arise! with main and might, 51 Arise! Ye sons of freeborn sires, arise! your country save, 175 As a couple of good soldiers were walking one day, 318 A soldier boy from Texas lay gasping on the field, 266 At Bull Run, when the sun was low, 38 A warrior has fallen! a chieftain has gone, 194 Away down South in de fields of cotton, 36 Bob Roebuck is my sweetheart's name, 69 Bravely ye've fought, my gallant, gallant men, 241 By blue Patapsco's billowy dash, 273 By the cross upon our banner--glory of our Southern sky, 142 Can'st tell who lose the battle oft in the council field, 130 Cheer, boys, cheer! we'll march away to battle, 244 Childhood's days have long since faded, 306 Come, all ye sons of freedom, 252 Come all ye temper'd hearts of steel--come, quit your flocks and farms, 174 Come, all ye valiant soldiers, and a story I will tell, 326 Come, brothers! rally for the right, 40 Come! come! come, 61 Come, stack arms, men! pile on the rails, 200 Countrymen of Washington, 35 Darkies, has you seed my massa, 216 Dear mother, I remember well, 349 Do they miss me in the trenches, do they miss me, 129 Down by the valley, 'mid thunder and lightning, 228 Ever constant, ever true, 221 Fair ladies and maids of all ages, 322 Fearlessly the seas we roam, 227 Fighting for our rights now, feasting when they're won, 131 Flag of the Southland! Flag of the free, 198 Fold away all your bright tinted dresses, 116 Fold it up carefully, lay it aside, 358 Forth from its scabbard pure and bright, 367 For sixty days and upward a storm of shell and shot, 343 For trumpet and drum, leave the soft voice of maiden, 317 From Houston City and Brazos bottom, 143 Furl that banner, for 'tis weary, 373 Gallant nation, foiled by numbers, 375 God bless our Southern land, 188 God save the South, 1 Halt! the march is over, 59 Hark! the clock strikes! All, all that now remains, 160 Hark! the tocsin is sounding, my comrades, 324 Hark! 'tis the shrill trumpet calling, 289 Haste thee, falter not, noble patriot band, 149 Have you counted up the cost, 240 Hear the summons, sons of Texas, 178 Hear ye not the sound of battle, 166 He fell and they cried, bring us home our dead!, 212 Ho, gallants, brim the beaker bowl, 281 Hurrah! for the Southern confederate State, 39 Hurrah for the South, the glorious South! the land of song and story, 114 Huzza! huzza! let's raise the battle-cry, 122 I am dreaming of thee, 297 I cannot listen to your words, the land is long and wide, 363 I come from old Manassas, with a pocket full of fun, 66 If ever I consent to be married, 99 I leave my home, and thee, dear, with sorrow at my heart, 347 I'll sing you a song of the South's sunny clime, 78 I'm a soldier, you see, that oppression has made, 104 I'm gwine back to de land of cotton, 145