| PAGE | ||
| Oh, dere's lots o' keer an' trouble | 20 | |
| Oh for the breath of the briny deep | 92 | |
| Oh, I am hurt to death, my Love | 72 | |
| Oh, I des received a letter f'om de sweetest little gal | 266 | |
| Oh, I haven't got long to live, for we all | 48 | |
| Oh, summer has clothed the earth | 91 | |
| Oh the breeze is blowin' balmy | 262 | |
| Oh, the day has set me dreaming | 107 | |
| Oh, the little bird is rocking in the cradle of the wind | 245 | |
| Oh, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes | 26 | |
| Oh to have you in May | 166 | |
| Oh, what shall I do? I am wholly upset | 131 | |
| Oh, who is the Lord of the land of life | 268 | |
| Oh, who would be sad tho' the sky be a-graying | 236 | |
| Oh, wind of the spring-time, oh, free wind of May | 221 | |
| On a summer's day as I sat by a stream | 248 | |
| On the wide veranda white | 59 | |
| Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air | 102 | |
| One night in my room, still and beamless | 109 | |
| Our good knight, Ted, girds his broadsword on | 108 | |
| Out in de night a sad bird moans | 194 | |
| Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing | 64 | |
| Out of my heart, one day, I wrote a song | 117 | |
| Out of my heart, one treach'rous winter's day | 102 | |
| Out of the sunshine and out of the heat | 167 | |
| Outside the rain upon the street | 253 | |
| Over the hills and the valleys of dreaming | 90 | |
| Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, my life is a gray day | 74 | |
| Place this bunch of mignonette | 66 | |
| Poor withered rose, she gave it me | 286 | |
| Pray, what can dreams avail | 104 | |
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