George Moses Horton

(1797 - 1884 / Northampton, North Carolina)

George Moses Horton Poems

1. The Dirge 4/12/2010
2. To Catharine 4/12/2010
3. Pride In Heaven 4/12/2010
4. The Tipler To His Bottle 4/12/2010
5. The Traveller 4/12/2010
6. True Friendship 4/12/2010
7. On The Truth Of The Saviour 4/12/2010
8. On The Death Of An Infant 4/10/2010
9. The Swan - Vain Pleasures 4/12/2010
10. To A Departing Favorite 4/12/2010
11. The Retreat From Moscow 4/12/2010
12. Praise Of Creation 4/12/2010
13. Regret For The Departure Of Friends 4/12/2010
14. Rosabella - Purity Of Heart 4/12/2010
15. The Fate Of An Innocent Dog 4/12/2010
16. Prosperity 4/12/2010
17. Recent Appearance Of A Lady 4/12/2010
18. To The Gad-Fly 4/12/2010
19. On The Death Of Rebecca 4/10/2010
20. On The Conversion Of A Sister 4/10/2010
21. On Winter 4/12/2010
22. To The King Of Macedonia 4/12/2010
23. The Rising Sun 4/12/2010
24. The Woodman And The Money Hunter 4/12/2010
25. On The Poetic Muse 4/12/2010
26. The Musical Chamber 4/12/2010
27. To Eliza 4/12/2010
28. The Fearful Traveller In The Haunted Castle 4/12/2010
29. The Powers Of Love 4/12/2010
30. To Miss Tempe 4/12/2010
31. The Eye Of Love 4/12/2010
32. Clay’s Defeat 4/10/2010
33. Death Of A Favorite Chamber Maid 4/10/2010
34. Farewell To Frances 4/10/2010
35. False Weight 4/10/2010
36. The Loss Of Female Character 4/12/2010
37. Death Of Gen. Jackson - An Eulogy 4/10/2010
38. The Graduate Leaving College 4/12/2010
39. Reflections From The Flash Of A Meteor 4/12/2010
40. The Setting Sun 4/12/2010

Comments about George Moses Horton

  • Hadley (5/31/2018 7:57:00 PM)

    This photo is of Martin Robinson Delany, not George Moses Horton

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  • Jessica (2/23/2018 9:31:00 AM)

    is this guy any good project person?

Best Poem of George Moses Horton

On Spring

Hail, thou auspicious vernal dawn!
Ye birds, proclaim the winter's gone,
Ye warbling minstrels sing;
Pour forth your tribute as ye rise,
And thus salute the fragrant skies
The pleasing smiles of Spring.


Coo sweetly, oh thou harmless Dove,
And bid thy mate no longer rove,
In cold, hybernal vales;
Let music rise from every tongue,
Whilst winter flies before the song,
Which floats on gentle gales.


Ye frozen streams dissolve and flow
Along the valley, sweet and slow;
Divested fields be gay:
Ye drooping forests bloom on high,
And raise...

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Departing Summer

When auburn Autumn mounts the stage,
And Summer fails her charms to yield,
Bleak nature turns another page,
To light the glories of the field.

At once the vale declines to bloom,
The forest smiles no longer gay;
Gardens are left without perfume,
The rose and lilly pine away.

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