Hail, thou auspicious vernal dawn!
Ye birds, proclaim the winter's gone,
Ye warbling minstrels sing;
Pour forth your tribute as ye rise,
When auburn Autumn mounts the stage,
And Summer fails her charms to yield,
Bleak nature turns another page,
Am I sadly cast aside,
On misfortune's rugged tide?
Will the world my pains deride
I was a harness horse,
Constrained to travel weak or strong,
With orders from oppressing force,
Push along, push along.
George Moses Horton was an African-American poet.
He was born into slavery on William Horton's plantation in Northampton County, North Carolina. As a very young child, he and several family members were moved to a tobacco farm in rural Chatham County, when his owner relocated. Horton composed poems in his mind through his tee ...