Phillis Wheatley

(1753 – 5 December 1784 / Gambia)

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  • johnathan (12/3/2018 2:55:00 AM)

    im gonna be Real real. im up at 1 am doing an essay i dont care much for for a class i dont care much for, for a grade that won't matter the moment im in real school. oh well. cheers

  • Julia (11/14/2018 4:15:00 PM)

    Ayyyyye what’s good.

  • Micheal Davis (11/14/2018 9:53:00 AM)

    I think the poem was very good.

  • A Phillis Wheatley fan (11/12/2018 1:34:00 PM)

    stop posting comments that are not about the poet

  • ur mom gae (11/7/2018 2:35:00 PM)

    danks memes are good for health.

  • Wiz Khalifa (10/24/2018 9:40:00 AM)

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Best Poem of Phillis Wheatley

On Being Brought From Africa To America

'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.
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,
"Their colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Christians, Negro's, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.

Read the full of On Being Brought From Africa To America

On Virtue

O Thou bright jewel in my aim I strive
To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare
Wisdom is higher than a fool can reach.
I cease to wonder, and no more attempt
Thine height t' explore, or fathom thy profound.
But, O my soul, sink not into despair,
Virtue is near thee, and with gentle hand
Would now embrace thee, hovers o'er thine head.
Fain would the heav'n-born soul with her converse,

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