Harriet E. Wilson 
Our Nig; Or, Sketches from the Life of a Free Black, in a Two-story White House, North / Showing That Slavery’s Shadows Fall Even There [EPUB ebook] 

CHAPTER I.
MAG SMITH, MY MOTHER.
Oh, Grief beyond all other griefs, when fate
First leaves the young heart lone and desolate
In the wide world, without that only tie
For which it loved to live or feared to die;
Lorn as the hung-up lute, that ne'er hath spoken
Since the sad day its master-chord was broken!