A Billet Doux Poem by George Moses Horton

A Billet Doux

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My brightest hopes are mix'd with tears,
Like hues of light and gloom;
As when mid sun-shine rain appears,
Love rises with a thousand fears,

To pine and still to bloom.
When I have told my last fond tale
In lines of song to thee,
And for departure spread my sail,
Say, lovely princess, wilt thou fail
To drop a tear for me?

O, princess, should my votive strain
Salute thy ear no more,
Like one deserted on the main,
I still shall gaze, alas! but vain,
On wedlock's flow'ry shore.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 10 December 2015

Love is such an uncertain voyage to undertake

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George Moses Horton

George Moses Horton

Northampton, North Carolina
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