Phillis Wheatley
An Hymn To The Morning by Phillis Wheatley

An Hymn To The Morning by Phillis Wheatley

ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine, Assist my labours, and my strains refine; In smoothest numbers pour the notes along, For bright Aurora now demands my song. Aurora hail, ...

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On Being Brought From Africa To America by Phillis Wheatley

On Being Brought From Africa To America by Phillis Wheatley

'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too: Once I redemption neither sought nor knew. ...

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On Imagination by Phillis Wheatley

On Imagination by Phillis Wheatley

THY various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp by thee! Thy wond'rous acts in beauteous order stand, And all attest how potent is ...

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His Excellency General Washington by Phillis Wheatley

His Excellency General Washington by Phillis Wheatley

Celestial choir! enthron'd in realms of light, Columbia's scenes of glorious toils I write. While freedom's cause her anxious breast alarms, She flashes dreadful in refulgent ...

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To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On The Death Of His Daughter by Phillis Wheatley

To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On The Death Of His Daughter by Phillis Wheatley

WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shadeThe hand of Death, and your dear daughter laidIn dust, whose absence gives your tears to flow,And racks your bosom with incessant ...

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A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months by Phillis Wheatley

A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months by Phillis Wheatley

Through airy roads he wings his instant flightTo purer regions of celestial light;Enlarg'd he sees unnumber'd systems roll,Beneath him sees the universal whole,Planets on planets ...

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On Virtue by Phillis Wheatley

On Virtue by Phillis Wheatley

O Thou bright jewel in my aim I striveTo comprehend thee. Thine own words declareWisdom is higher than a fool can reach.I cease to wonder, and no more attemptThine height t' ...

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To A Lady And Her Children by Phillis Wheatley

To A Lady And Her Children by Phillis Wheatley

O'erwhelming sorrow now demands my song:From death the overwhelming sorrow sprung.What flowing tears? What hearts with grief opprest?What sighs on sighs heave the fond parent's ...

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On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age by Phillis Wheatley

On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age by Phillis Wheatley

FROM dark abodes to fair etherial lightTh' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;On the kind bosom of eternal loveShe finds unknown beatitude above.This known, ye parents, nor ...

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Isaiah Lxiii by Phillis Wheatley

Isaiah Lxiii by Phillis Wheatley

Say, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God,That moves sublime from Idumea's road?In Bosrah's dies, with martial glories join'd,His purple vesture waves upon the wind.Why thus ...

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To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady by Phillis Wheatley

To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady by Phillis Wheatley

WHERE contemplation finds her sacred spring,Where heav'nly music makes the arches ring,Where virtue reigns unsully'd and divine,Where wisdom thron'd, and all the graces ...

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Goliath Of Gath by Phillis Wheatley

Goliath Of Gath by Phillis Wheatley

SAMUEL, Chap. xvii.YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,Inspire my song, and aid my high design.The dreadful scenes and toils of war I write,The ardent warriors, and the ...

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Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid’s Metamorphoses, Book Vi. And From A View Of The Painting Of Mr. Richard Wilson by Phillis Wheatley

Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid’s Metamorphoses, Book Vi. And From A View Of The Painting Of Mr. Richard Wilson by Phillis Wheatley

Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful springOf ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing!Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil give,And taught'st the painter in his works to ...

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An Answer To The Rebus, By The Author Of These Poems by Phillis Wheatley

An Answer To The Rebus, By The Author Of These Poems by Phillis Wheatley

The poet asks, and Phillis can't refuseTo show th' obedience of the Infant muse.She knows the Quail of most inviting tasteFed Israel's army in the dreary waste;And what's on ...

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To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley

To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley

GRIM monarch! see, depriv'd of vital breath,A young physician in the dust of death:Dost thou go on incessant to destroy,Our griefs to double, and lay waste our joy?Enough thou ...

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On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall by Phillis Wheatley

On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall by Phillis Wheatley

THROUGH thickest glooms look back, immortal shade,On that confusion which thy death has made:Or from Olympus' height look down, and seeA Town involv'd in grief bereft of thee.Thy ...

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An Hymn To The Evening by Phillis Wheatley

An Hymn To The Evening by Phillis Wheatley

SOON as the sun forsook the eastern mainThe pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr's wing,Exhales the incense of the blooming spring.Soft ...

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On Recollection by Phillis Wheatley

On Recollection by Phillis Wheatley

MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine,Your vent'rous Afric in her great design.Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring:Assist my strains, while I thy glories sing:The acts of ...

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Ode To Neptune by Phillis Wheatley

Ode To Neptune by Phillis Wheatley

On Mrs. W-----'s Voyage to England. I.WHILE raging tempests shake the shore,While AElus' thunders round us roar,And sweep impetuous o'er the plainBe still, O tyrant ...

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An Hymn To Humanity by Phillis Wheatley

An Hymn To Humanity by Phillis Wheatley

I.Lo! for this dark terrestrial ballForsakes his azure-paved hall A prince of heav'nly birth!Divine Humanity behold,What wonders rise, what charms unfold At his descent to ...

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To A Lady On The Death Of Three Relations by Phillis Wheatley

To A Lady On The Death Of Three Relations by Phillis Wheatley

We trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to tomb,And his are all the ages yet to come.'Tis his to call the planets from on high,To blacken Phoebus, and dissolve the sky;His too, when ...

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A Rebus by Phillis Wheatley

A Rebus by Phillis Wheatley

I.A bird delicious to the taste,On which an army once did feast, Sent by an hand unseen;A creature of the horned race,Which Britain's royal standards grace; A gem of vivid ...

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To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty’s Principal Secretary Of The State For North-America, by Phillis Wheatley

To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty’s Principal Secretary Of The State For North-America, by Phillis Wheatley

HAIL, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn:The northern clime beneath her genial ray,Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway:Elate with ...

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A Farewell To America To Mrs. S. W. by Phillis Wheatley

A Farewell To America To Mrs. S. W. by Phillis Wheatley

I.ADIEU, New-England's smiling meads, Adieu, the flow'ry plain:I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring, And tempt the roaring main. II.In vain for me the ...

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On The Death Of The Rev. Dr. Sewell, 1769 by Phillis Wheatley

On The Death Of The Rev. Dr. Sewell, 1769 by Phillis Wheatley

Ere yet the morn its lovely blushes spread,See Sewell number'd with the happy dead.Hail, holy man, arriv'd th' immortal shore,Though we shall hear thy warning voice no more.Come, ...

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On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman by Phillis Wheatley

On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman by Phillis Wheatley

WHO taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night,To vanquish satan in the fields of light?Who strung thy feeble arms with might unknown,How great thy conquest, and how bright thy ...

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To The University Of Cambridge by Phillis Wheatley

To The University Of Cambridge by Phillis Wheatley

While an intrinsic ardor prompts to write,The muses promise to assist my pen;'Twas not long since I left my native shoreThe land of errors, and Egyptian gloom:Father of mercy, ...

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On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield by Phillis Wheatley

On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield by Phillis Wheatley

HAIL, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown;We hear no more the music of thy tongue,Thy wonted auditories cease to throng.Thy sermons in ...

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To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty 1768 by Phillis Wheatley

To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty 1768 by Phillis Wheatley

YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire--The crown upon your brows may flourish long,And that your arm may in your God be strong!O may your sceptre num'rous nations sway,And all with love ...

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To A Lady On Her Coming To North-America With Her Son, For The Recovery Of Her Health by Phillis Wheatley

To A Lady On Her Coming To North-America With Her Son, For The Recovery Of Her Health by Phillis Wheatley

INDULGENT muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,And fill my bosom with celestial fire.See from Jamaica's fervid shore she moves,Like the fair mother of the blooming loves,When from ...

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To The Rt. Hon. William, Earl Of Dartmouth by Phillis Wheatley

To The Rt. Hon. William, Earl Of Dartmouth by Phillis Wheatley

Hail, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn:The northern clime beneath her genial ray,Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway:Elate with ...

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To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His Health by Phillis Wheatley

To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His Health by Phillis Wheatley

WHILE others chant of gay Elysian scenes,Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains,My song more happy speaks a greater name,Feels higher motives and a nobler flame.For thee, O ...

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To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-Carolina by Phillis Wheatley

To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-Carolina by Phillis Wheatley

THOUGH thou did'st hear the tempest from afar,And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war,To me unknown, yet on this peaceful shoreMethinks I hear the storm tumultuous roar,And how ...

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To The Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory, On Reading His Sermons On Daily Devotion, In Which That Duty Is Recommended And Assisted by Phillis Wheatley

To The Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory, On Reading His Sermons On Daily Devotion, In Which That Duty Is Recommended And Assisted by Phillis Wheatley

TO cultivate in ev'ry noble mindHabitual grace, and sentiments refin'd,Thus while you strive to mend the human heart,Thus while the heav'nly precepts you impart,O may each bosom ...

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To S. M. A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works by Phillis Wheatley

To S. M. A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works by Phillis Wheatley

TO show the lab'ring bosom's deep intent,And thought in living characters to paint,When first thy pencil did those beauties give,And breathing figures learnt from thee to live,How ...

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His Excellency General Washington	 by Phillis Wheatley

His Excellency General Washington by Phillis Wheatley

Celestial choir! enthron'd in realms of light,Columbia's scenes of glorious toils I write.While freedom's cause her anxious breast alarms,She flashes dreadful in refulgent ...

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To His Honour The Lieutenant-Governor, On The Death Of His Lady Marc 24, 1773 by Phillis Wheatley

To His Honour The Lieutenant-Governor, On The Death Of His Lady Marc 24, 1773 by Phillis Wheatley

ALL-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow'r,Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no more!Of scenes terrestrial how the glories fly,Forget their splendors, and submit to die!Who ...

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To Captain H——D, Of The 65th Regiment by Phillis Wheatley

To Captain H——D, Of The 65th Regiment by Phillis Wheatley

SAY, muse divine, can hostile scenes delightThe warrior's bosom in the fields of fight?Lo! here the christian and the hero joinWith mutual grace to form the man divine.In H-----D ...

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To Maecenas by Phillis Wheatley

To Maecenas by Phillis Wheatley

MAECENAS, you, beneath the myrtle shade,Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd.What felt those poets but you feel the same?Does not your soul possess the sacred ...

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To A Gentleman And Lady On The Death Of The Lady’s Brother And Sister, And A Child Of The Name Of Avis, Aged One Year by Phillis Wheatley

To A Gentleman And Lady On The Death Of The Lady’s Brother And Sister, And A Child Of The Name Of Avis, Aged One Year by Phillis Wheatley

ON Death's domain intent I fix my eyes,Where human nature in vast ruin lies:With pensive mind I search the drear abode,Where the great conqu'ror has his spoils bestow'd;There ...

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