Poems by Phillis Wheatley
To Mrs. Leonard on The Death of Her Husband
... The friend, the spouse, from his dark realm to save, ...
Ode To Neptune
... Pleas'd with their notes Sol sheds benign his ray, ...
America
... New English force, thou fear'st his Tyranny and thou didst frown ...
Isaiah LXIII
... Compres'd in wrath the swelling wine-press groan'd, ...
To the Right Honorable William, Earl of Dartmouth
... For favours past, great Sir, our thanks are due, ...
A Funeral Poem on the Death of C.E.
... Say would you tear him from the realms aboveBy thoughtless wishes, and prepost'rous love ...
An Hymn To The Evening
... The living temples of our God below! Fill'd with the praise of him who gives the light, ...
An Hymn To Humanity (To S.P.G. Esp)
... O'er me methought they deign'd to shine, ...
To Mæcenas
... Not you, my friend, these plaintive strains become, ...
An Answer To The Rebus, By The Author Of These Poems
... Each Helen strikes the mind with sweet surprise, ...
To The University Of Cambridge, In New-England
... Students, to you 'tis giv'n to scan the heights ...
One Being Brought From Africa To America
... ' Remember, Christians, Negroes, black as Cain, ...
To a Lady and Her Children
... Of virtue's steady course the prize behold!What blissful wonders to his mind unfold! ...
On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
... Thy pray'rs, great saint, and thine incessant cries ...
An Hymn To The Morning
... Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: ...
