ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour’d nine,
Assist my labours, and my strains refine;
In smoothest numbers pour the notes along,
For bright Aurora now demands my song.
Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies,
Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies:
The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays,
On ev’ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays;
Harmonious lays the feather’d race resume,
Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.
Ye shady groves, your verdant gloom display
To shield your poet from the burning day:
Calliope awake the sacred lyre,
While thy fair sisters fan the pleasing fire:
The bow’rs, the gales, the variegated skies
In all their pleasures in my bosom rise.
See in the east th’ illustrious king of day!
His rising radiance drives the shades away–
But Oh! I feel his fervid beams too strong,
And scarce begun, concludes th’ abortive song.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals by William Wordsworth
- Beautiful Balmoral by William Topaz McGonagall
- Sonnet To Henry Cowper, Esq. by William Cowper
- Sleep by Sir Philip Sidney
- Владимир Высоцкий – Снег скрипел подо мной
- Robert Burns: Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear: Paraphrase of Jeremiah, 15th Chap., 10th verse
- Fire, Famine, And Slaughter : A War Eclogue by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Verses Left by Mr. Pope poem – Alexander Pope
- “Behold Vale! I Said, When I Shall Con” by William Wordsworth
- Jilted by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Маяковский – У буржуев на весь мир пир… (РОСТА №315)
- Winter Violets poem – Alfred Austin
- Above the Battle’s Front by Vachel Lindsay
- Михаил Кузмин – Звезда Афродиты
- Canzone by W H Auden
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Phillis Wheatley (1753-84), a negro poetess, also an American poet or Afro-American poet, and an English Colonial poet, . She was born in Africa (in Gambia or Senegal) and was aptured by slave traders at the age of eight, she was sold to a family living in Boston, Mass., whose name she bears. While serving as a maid-servant to her proprietor’s wife, she showed an unusual facility with languages. She began writing poetry at the age of thirteen, using as models British poets of the time, especially Alexander Pope and Thomas Gray). In 1773 she accompanied a member of the Wheatley family to England, where she gained widespread attention in literary circles. She subsequently returned to Boston. Her best-known poems are “To the University of Cambridge in New England” (1767), In all honestly Phillis Wheatley should rather be considered English than an Afro-American poet but the exact classification of who she was would depend on the political and cultural views, and biases, of the “classifier.