Ode To Neptune (Phillis Wheatley Poems)
On Mrs. W-----'s Voyage to England. I. WHILE raging tempests shake the shore, While AElus' thunders round us roar, And ...
On Mrs. W-----'s Voyage to England. I. WHILE raging tempests shake the shore, While AElus' thunders round us roar, And ...
While others chant of gay Elysian scenes, Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains, My song more happy speaks a ...
HAIL, happy saint, on thine immortal throne, Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown; We hear no more the music ...
Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight The warrior's bosom in the fields of fight? Lo! here the christian and ...
ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine, Assist my labours, and my strains refine; In smoothest numbers pour the notes ...
I. A BIRD delicious to the taste, On which an army once did feast, Sent by an hand unseen; A ...
Through airy roads he wings his instant flight To purer regions of celestial light; Enlarg'd he sees unnumber'd systems roll, ...
YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire-- The crown upon your brows may flourish long, And that your arm may in your ...
All-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow'r, Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no more! Of scenes terrestrial how the glories ...
Thy various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp by thee! Thy wond'rous acts ...
SAMUEL, Chap. xvii. YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine, Inspire my song, and aid my high design. The ...
On Death's domain intent I fix my eyes, Where human nature in vast ruin lies, With pensive mind I search ...
'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there's a God, that there's ...
NO more the flow'ry scenes of pleasure rife, Nor charming prospects greet the mental eyes, No more with joy we ...
To cultivate in ev'ry noble mind Habitual grace, and sentiments refin'd, Thus while you strive to mend the human heart, ...
Soon as the sun forsook the eastern main The pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain; Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr's ...
Who taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night, To vanquish satan in the fields of light? Who strung thy ...
Ere yet the morn its lovely blushes spread, See Sewell number'd with the happy dead. Hail, holy man, arriv'd th' ...
O! for this dark terrestrial ball Forsakes his azure-paved hall A prince of heav'nly birth! Divine Humanity behold, What wonders ...
FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight; On the kind bosom of eternal ...
WE trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to tomb, And his are all the ages yet to come. 'Tis ...
O show the lab'ring bosom's deep intent, And thought in living characters to paint, When first thy pencil did those ...
WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shade The hand of Death, and your dear daughter laid In dust, whose absence ...
Though thou did'st hear the tempest from afar, And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war, To me unknown, yet ...
O Thou bright jewel in my aim I strive To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare Wisdom is higher than ...
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil ...
WHERE contemplation finds her sacred spring, Where heav'nly music makes the arches ring, Where virtue reigns unsully'd and divine, Where ...
Mæcenas, you, beneath the myrtle shade, Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd. What felt those poets but you ...
A R I S E, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise To praise the monarch of the earth and skies, ...
The poet asks, and Phillis can't refuse To show th' obedience of the Infant muse. She knows the Quail of ...
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