Poems by Phillis Wheatley
To Maecenas
... Not you, my friend, these plaintive strains become, ...
To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of the Lady's Brother and Sister
... Where the great conqu'ror has his spoils bestow'd ...
... Not you, my friend, these plaintive strains become, ...
... Where the great conqu'ror has his spoils bestow'd ...