Phillis Wheatley's Poetry, by first line

• A Farewell To America to Mrs. S. W.

  I.
  ADIEU, New-England's smiling meads,

  66 lines, 1 comment
• A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months

  THROUGH airy roads he wings his instant flight

  47 lines
• An Hymn To Humanity To S. P. G. Esp;

  I.
  LO! for this dark terrestrial ball

  43 lines
• An Hymn To The Evening

  SOON as the sun forsook the eastern main
  The pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;

  18 lines
• An Hymn To The Morning

  ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine,
  Assist my labours, and my strains refine;

  20 lines
• Goliath Of Gath

  SAMUEL, Chap. xvii.
  YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,

  226 lines
• Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid's Metamorphoses, Book VI. And Fro

  APOLLO's wrath to man the dreadful spring
  Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing!

  226 lines
• Ode To Neptune

  On Mrs. W-----'s Voyage to England.
  I.

  22 lines
• On Imagination

  THY various works, imperial queen, we see,
  How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp

  55 lines, 1 comment
• On Recollection

  MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine,
  Your vent'rous Afric in her great design.

  51 lines
• On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age

  FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light
  Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;

  37 lines
• On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall

  Thro' thickest glooms look back, immortal shade,
  On that confusion which thy death has made:

  28 lines
• On Virtue

  O Thou bright jewel in my aim I strive
  To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare

  21 lines
• On Being Brought from Africa to America

  'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
  Taught my benighted soul to understand

  8 lines, 7 comments
• To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of the Lady's Brother and Sister

  On Death's domain intent I fix my eyes,
  Where human nature in vast ruin lies,

  34 lines, 1 comment
• To Maecenas

  Maecenas, you, beneath the myrtle shade,
  Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd.

  55 lines, 1 comment
• To the University of Cambridge

  While an intrinsic ardor prompts to write,
  The muses promise to assist my pen;

  30 lines, 1 comment
• To the King's Most Excellent Majesty, 1768

  Your subjects hope, dread Sire--
  The crown upon your brows may flourish long,

  15 lines
• On the Death of the Rev. Mr. George Whitefield, 1770

  Hail, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,
  To thee complaints of grievance are unknown;

  49 lines
• On the Death of a Young Gentleman

  Who taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night,
  To vanquish satan in the fields of light?

  24 lines
• To a Lady on the Death of Her Husband

  Grim monarch! see, depriv'd of vital breath,
  A young physician in the dust of death:

  34 lines
• Thoughts on the Works of Providence

  Arise, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise
  To praise the monarch of the earth and skies,

  131 lines
• To a Lady on the Death of Three Relations

  We trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to tomb,
  And his are all the ages yet to come.

  31 lines
• To a Clergyman on the Death of His Lady

  Where contemplation finds her sacred spring,
  Where heav'nly music makes the arches ring,

  43 lines
• Isaiah LXIII

  Say, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God,
  That moves sublime from Idumea's road?

  30 lines
• To Captain H---d, of the 65th Regiment

  Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight
  The warrior's bosom in the fields of fight?

  10 lines
• To the Right Honourable William, Earl of Dartmouth

  Hail, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
  Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn:

  43 lines
• To a Lady on Her Coming to North-America

  Indulgent muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,
  And fill my bosom with celestial fire.

  34 lines
• To a Lady on Her Remarkable Preservation

  Though thou did'st hear the tempest from afar,
  And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war,

  32 lines
• To a Lady and Her Children

  O'erwhelming sorrow now demands my song:
  From death the overwhelming sorrow sprung.

  30 lines

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