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Early Affection

George Moses Horton
I lov'd thee from the earliest dawn, 
   When first I saw thy beauty's ray, 
And will, until life's eve comes on, 
   And beauty's blossom fades away; 
And when all things go well with thee, 
With smiles and tears remember me. 
  
I'll love thee when thy morn is past, 
   And wheedling gallantry is o'er, 
When youth is lost in ages blast, 
   And beauty can ascend no more, 
And when life's journey ends with thee, 
O, then look back and think of me. 
  
I'll love thee with a smile or frown, 
   'Mid sorrow's gloom or pleasure's light, 
And when the chain of life runs down, 
   Pursue thy last eternal flight, 
When thou hast spread thy wing to flee, 
Still, still, a moment wait for me. 
  
I'll love thee for those sparkling eyes, 
   To which my fondness was betray'd, 
Bearing the tincture of the skies, 
   To glow when other beauties fade, 
And when they sink too low to see, 
Reflect an azure beam on me. 

This poem is in the public domain.

This poem is in the public domain.

George Moses Horton

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DEAR MISS: Notwithstanding the cloud of doubts which overshadows the mind of adoring fancy, when I trace that vermillion cheek, that sapphire eye of expressive softness, and that symmetrical form of grace, I am constrained to sink into a flood of admiration beneath those heavenly charms. Though, dear Miss, it may

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Esteville begins to burn;
The auburn fields of harvest rise;
The torrid flames again return,
And thunders roll along the skies.

Perspiring Cancer lifts his head,
And roars terrific from on high;
Whose voice the timid creatures dread;
From which they strive with awe to fly.

The night-hawk ventures from his cell
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Am I sadly cast aside,
On misfortune's rugged tide?
Will the world my pains deride
               Forever?
			   
Must I dwell in Slavery's night,
And all pleasure take its flight,
Far beyond my feeble sight,
               Forever?
			   
Worst of all, must hope grow dim,
And withhold her cheering beam?
Rather