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MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine,
Your vent'rous Afric in her great design.
Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring:
Assist my strains, while I thy glories sing:
The acts of long departed years, by thee
Recover'd, in due order rang'd we see:
Thy pow'r the long-forgotten calls from night,
That sweetly plays before the fancy's sight.
Mneme in our nocturnal visions pours
The ample treasure of her secret stores;
Swift from above the wings her silent flight
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Hebert Logerie Sr. 21 October 2015
Ms. Whitley was a genius; she was ahead of her time. She is the original phenomenal woman.
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Susan Williams 21 October 2015
Wheatley was a slave and it's startling to see how she uses classical mythology and ancient history as allusions. She must have been owned by people unafraid to allow her to learn not only to read but to write. But not many if any of her fellow slaves would have had a clue about ancient myths so this poem spoke basically to white people.
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Kayode Are 21 October 2015
The virtue and boldness of Mneme shine through the words to inspire. Pleasant reading indeed.
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Edward Kofi Louis 21 October 2015
Peace if the key about life. So, let us all live in unity. Nice work
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