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Phillis Wheatly


  • A Farewel To America to Mrs. S. W.
       ADIEU, New-England's smiling meads,
  • A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months
       THROUGH airy roads he wings his instant fligh
  • A Rebus, By I. B.
       A BIRD delicious to the taste,
  • An Answer To The Rebus, By The Author Of These Poems
       THE poet asks, and Phillis can't refus
  • An Hymn To Humanity To S. P. G. Esp;
       LO! for this dark terrestrial ball
  • An Hymn To The Evening
       SOON as the sun forsook the eastern main
  • An Hymn To The Morning
       ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine,
  • Goliath Of Gath
       YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,
  • Isaiah Lxiii 1-------8
       SAY, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God,
  • 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
       APOLLO's wrath to man the dreadful spring
  • Ode To Neptune
       WHILE raging tempests shake the shore,
  • On Imagination
       THY various works, imperial queen, we see,
  • On Recollection
       MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine,
  • On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman
       WHO taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night,
  • On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age
       FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light
  • On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall
       THROUGH thickest glooms look back, immortal
  • On The Death Of J. C. An Infant
       NO more the flow'ry scenes of pleasure rife,
  • On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
       HAIL, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,
  • On Virtue
       O Thou bright jewel in my aim I strive
  • One Being Brought From Africa To America
       'TWAS mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
  • Thoughts On The Works Of Providence
       A R I S E, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise
  • To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady
       WHERE contemplation finds her sacred spring,
  • 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
       ON Death's domain intent I fix my eyes,
  • To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His Health
       WHILE others chant of gay Elysian scenes,
  • To A Lady And Her Children, On The Death Of Her Son And Their Brother
       O'ERWHELMING sorrow now demands my song:
  • To A Lady On Her Coming To North-America With Her Son, For The Recovery Of Her Health
       INDULGENT muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,
  • To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-Carolina
       THOUGH thou did'st hear the tempest from afar,
  • To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband
       GRIM monarch! see, depriv'd of vital breath,
  • To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations
       WE trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to tomb,
  • To Captain H------D, Of The 65th Regiment
       SAY, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight
  • To His Honour The Lieutenant-Governor, On The Death Of His Lady Marc 24, 1773
       ALL-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow'r,
  • To Maecenas
       MAECENAS, you, beneath the myrtle shade,
  • To S. M. A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works
       TO show the lab'ring bosom's deep intent,
  • To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On the Death Of His Daughter
       WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shade
  • To The King's Most Excellent Majesty 1768
       YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire--
  • To The Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory, On Reading His Sermons On Daily Devotion, In Which that Duty Is Recommended And Assisted
       TO cultivate in ev'ry noble mind
  • To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty's Principal Secretary Of The State For North-America,
       HAIL, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
  • To The University Of Cambridge, In New-England
       WHILE an intrinsic ardor prompts to write,