Oh! that my soul had winged its flight, When first I saw the morning light, To worlds of liberty!

- George Moses Horton

My genius from a boy Has fluttered like a bird within my heart; But could not thus confined her power employ, Impatient to depart.

- George Moses Horton

I leave my parents here behind And all my friends to love resigned 'Tis grief to go, but death to stay Farewell -- I'm gone with love away.

- George Moses Horton