My genius from a boy Has fluttered like a bird within my heart; But could not thus confined her power employ, Impatient… — George Moses Horton Bird Copy Share Image
Oh! that my soul had winged its flight, When first I saw the morning light, To worlds of liberty! — George Moses Horton Firsts Copy Share Image
I leave my parents here behind And all my friends to love resigned 'Tis grief to go, but death to stay Farewell… — George Moses Horton Behinds Copy Share Image
