Poems by George Moses Horton

From The Black Bard of North Carolina: George Moses Horton and His Poetry, edited by Joan Sherman. Copyright 1997, The University of North Carolina Press. Reproduction in any form is prohibited without the express permission of the Press. For additional information about this book, see the links below.


    The Southern Refugee

    What sudden ill the world await,
    From my dear residence I roam;
    I must deplore the bitter fate,
    To straggle from my native home.

    The verdant willow droops her head,
    And seems to bid a fare thee well;
    The flowers with tears their fragrance shed,
    Alas! their parting tale to tell.

    'Tis like the loss of Paradise,
    Or Eden's garden left in gloom,
    Where grief affords us no device;
    Such is thy lot, my native home.

    I never, never shall forget
    My sad departure far away,
    Until the sun of life is set,
    And leaves behind no beam of day.

    How can I from my seat remove
    And leave my ever devoted home,
    And the dear garden which I love,
    The beauty of my native home?

    Alas! sequestered, set aside,
    It is a mournful tale to tell;
    'Tis like a lone deserted bride
    That bade her bridegroom fare thee well.

    I trust I soon shall dry the tear
    And leave forever hence to roam,
    Far from a residence so dear,
    The place of beauty--my native home.





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