George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон)

On the Conversion of a Sister

'Tis the voice of my sister at home,
Resign'd to the treasures above,
Inviting the strangers to come,
And feast at the banquet of love.

'Tis a spirit cut loose from its chain,
'Tis the voice of a culprit forgiven,
Restored from a prison of pain,
With th' sound of a concert from heaven.

'Tis a beam from the regions of light,
A touch of beatific fire;
A spirit exulting for flight,
With a strong and impatient desire.

'Tis a drop from the ocean of love,
A foretaste of pleasures to come,
Distill'd from the fountain above,
The joy which awaits her at home.

1. George Moses Horton, Myself
2. The Musical Chamber
3. The Happy Bird’s Nest
4. The Slave's Complaint
5. On Liberty and Slavery

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