Works
His writings include:
- The Convent, and other Poems (Boston, 1854)
- The Queen's Domain, and other Poems (1858)
- My Witness: a Book of Verse (1871)
- Sketch of the Life of Edwin Booth (1871)
- Thistledown: a Book of Lyrics (1878)
- The Trip to England (1879)
- Poems: Complete Edition (1881)
- The Jeffersons (1881)
- English Rambles and other Fugitive Pieces (Boston, 1884)
- Henry Irving (1885)
- The Stage Life of Mary Anderson (1886)
- Shakespeare's England (1888)
- Gray Days and Gold (1889)
- Old Shrines and Ivy (1892)
- Shadows of the Stage (1892, 1893, and 1894)
- The Life and art of Edwin Booth (1893)
- The Life and Art of Joseph Jefferson (1894)
- Brown Heath and Blue Bells (1896)
- Ada Rehan (1898)
- Other Days of the Stage (1908)
- Old Friends (1909)
- Poems (1909), definitive author's edition
- Life and Art of Richard Mansfield (1910)
- The Wallet of Time (1913)
- a Life of Tyrone Power (1913)
- Shakespeare on the Stage (two series, 1911–15)
- Vagrant Memories (1915)
He has edited, with memoirs and notes:
- The Poems of George Arnold (Boston, 1866)
- Life, Stories, and Poems of John Brougham (1881)
- The Poems and Stories of Fitz-James O'Brien (1881)
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