George Moses Horton

Alas! and am I born for this,

Deprived of all created bliss,Through hardship, toil and pain!How long have I in bondage lain,And languished to be free!Alas! and must I still complain–Deprived of liberty.Oh, Heaven! and is there no reliefThis side the silent grave–To soothe the pain–to quell the griefAnd anguish of a slave?Come Liberty, thou cheerful sound,Roll through my ravished ears!Come, let…

‘Tis the hope of the noble defeated;

The wish of destruction completed,The soldier eternally slain.When winter succeeds to the summer,The bird is too chilly to sing;No music is play’d for the drummer,No carol is heard on the wing.The court of a nation forsaken,An edifice stripp’d of its dome,Its fame from her pinnacle shaken,Like the sigh heaving downfall of Rome.Fall’n, fall’n is the…

Blown up with painful care and hard to light,

Suspended by a web, an angler’s bait,Floating at stake along the stream of chance,Snatch’d from its hook by the fish of poverty,A silent cavern is his last abode;The king’s repository veil’d with gloom,The umbrage of a thousand oziers bowed,The couch of hallowed bones, the grave’s asylum,The brave’s retreat and end of ev’ry care.

Deserted of her Spouse, she sat lamenting in the chamber.

Void of faults but strictly true?Fly far awayWithout delay,Adieu, my love, adieu.Hast thou gone and left me,Hence to seek another bride?I must be still,Thou hast thy will,The world is free and wide.Only hadst thou told meEre I drunk the bitter cup,I could with shame,Now bear the blame,And freely give thee up.But I’m left to ponder,Now…