Here you will find the Poem A Billet Doux of poet George Moses Horton
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.
