Philis Wheatley
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Ezekiel Russell, (01/01/1773)
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Ezekiel Russell, (01/01/1773)
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TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE COUNTESS OF HUNTINGDON, THE
FOLLOWING P O E M S ARE MOST RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED. BY HER MUCH
OBLIGED, VERY HUMBLE AND DEVOTED SERVANT. PHILLIS WHEATLEY.
BOSTON, JUNE 12, 1773.
P R E F A C E.
THE following POEMS were written originally for the Amusement of the Author, as they were
the Products of her leisure Moments. She had no Intention ever to have published them; nor
would they now have m... >Voir plus
FOLLOWING P O E M S ARE MOST RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED. BY HER MUCH
OBLIGED, VERY HUMBLE AND DEVOTED SERVANT. PHILLIS WHEATLEY.
BOSTON, JUNE 12, 1773.
P R E F A C E.
THE following POEMS were written originally for the Amusement of the Author, as they were
the Products of her leisure Moments. She had no Intention ever to have published them; nor
would they now have m... >Voir plus
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Ce n'est pas seulement les poèmes de ce livre, grand classique de la littérature américaine... qui vont nous émouvoir... Mais plus que pour tout autre auteur, il faut s'intéresser à son histoire, une histoire d'esclave, qui aurait très bien pu mal tourné... et personne n'aurait entendu parler de la gamine qui est devenu non seulement une grande poétesse américaine, mais un des piliers de la lutte pour les droits des noirs... au même titre que Martin Luther King, et pourtant, en France on entend jamais parler d'elle... Aussi j'ai posté un résumé de sa biographie... Vous en trouverez une plus complète sur Wickipédia...
Très vite, ses riches propriétaires se sont rendu compte de son extrème intelligence, et lui ont donner une très grande éducation... et se sont batue pour qu'elle soit reconnue et édité... à seulement 14 ans... Si les poémes sont très interressant... Il serait important de propager aussi son incroyable histoire... certains auteurs ne sont pas fait pour être connu qu'à travers leurs oeuvres... mais aussi à travers leur biographie... Particulièrement Phillis Weathley...
Très vite, ses riches propriétaires se sont rendu compte de son extrème intelligence, et lui ont donner une très grande éducation... et se sont batue pour qu'elle soit reconnue et édité... à seulement 14 ans... Si les poémes sont très interressant... Il serait important de propager aussi son incroyable histoire... certains auteurs ne sont pas fait pour être connu qu'à travers leurs oeuvres... mais aussi à travers leur biographie... Particulièrement Phillis Weathley...
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To M AE C E N A S.
MAECENAS, you, beneath the myrtle shade,
Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd.
What felt those poets but you feel the same?
Does not your soul possess the sacred flame?
Their noble strains your equal genius shares
In softer language, and diviner airs.
While Homer paints, lo! circumfus'd in air,
Celestial Gods in mortal forms appear;
Swift as they move hear each recess rebound,
Heav'n quakes, earth trembles, and the shores resound.
Great Sire of verse, before my mortal eyes,
The lightnings blaze across the vaulted skies,
And, as the thunder shakes the heav'nly plains,
A deep felt horror thrills through all my veins.
When gentler strains demand thy graceful song,
The length'ning line moves languishing along.
When great Patroclus courts Achilles' aid,
The grateful tribute of my tears is paid;
Prone on the shore he feels the pangs of love,
And stern Pelides tend'rest passions move.
Great Maro's strain in heav'nly numbers flows,
The Nine inspire, and all the bosom glows
MAECENAS, you, beneath the myrtle shade,
Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd.
What felt those poets but you feel the same?
Does not your soul possess the sacred flame?
Their noble strains your equal genius shares
In softer language, and diviner airs.
While Homer paints, lo! circumfus'd in air,
Celestial Gods in mortal forms appear;
Swift as they move hear each recess rebound,
Heav'n quakes, earth trembles, and the shores resound.
Great Sire of verse, before my mortal eyes,
The lightnings blaze across the vaulted skies,
And, as the thunder shakes the heav'nly plains,
A deep felt horror thrills through all my veins.
When gentler strains demand thy graceful song,
The length'ning line moves languishing along.
When great Patroclus courts Achilles' aid,
The grateful tribute of my tears is paid;
Prone on the shore he feels the pangs of love,
And stern Pelides tend'rest passions move.
Great Maro's strain in heav'nly numbers flows,
The Nine inspire, and all the bosom glows
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:
Dost thou go on incessant to destroy,
Our griefs to double, and lay waste our joy?
Enough thou never yet wast known to say,
Though millions die, the vassals of thy sway:
Nor youth, nor science, not the ties of love,
Nor ought on earth thy flinty heart can move.
The friend, the spouse from his dire dart to save,
In vain we ask the sovereign of the grave.
Fair mourner, there see thy lov'd Leonard laid.
GRIM monarch! see, depriv'd of vital breath,
A young physician in the dust of death:
Dost thou go on incessant to destroy,
Our griefs to double, and lay waste our joy?
Enough thou never yet wast known to say,
Though millions die, the vassals of thy sway:
Nor youth, nor science, not the ties of love,
Nor ought on earth thy flinty heart can move.
The friend, the spouse from his dire dart to save,
In vain we ask the sovereign of the grave.
Fair mourner, there see thy lov'd Leonard laid.
Thou moon hast seen, and all the stars of light,
How he has wrestled with his God by night.
He pray'd that grace in ev'ry heart might dwell,
He long'd to see America excell;
He charg'd its youth that ev'ry grace divine
Should with full lustre in their conduct shine;
That Saviour, which his soul did first receive,
The greatest gift that ev'n a God can give,
He freely offer'd to the num'rous throng,
That on his lips with list'ning pleasure hung
How he has wrestled with his God by night.
He pray'd that grace in ev'ry heart might dwell,
He long'd to see America excell;
He charg'd its youth that ev'ry grace divine
Should with full lustre in their conduct shine;
That Saviour, which his soul did first receive,
The greatest gift that ev'n a God can give,
He freely offer'd to the num'rous throng,
That on his lips with list'ning pleasure hung
TO THE KING'S MOST EXCELLENT MAJESTY. 1768.
YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire—
The crown upon your brows may flourish long,
And that your arm may in your God be strong!
O may your sceptre num'rous nations sway,
And all with love and readiness obey!
But how shall we the British king reward!
YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire—
The crown upon your brows may flourish long,
And that your arm may in your God be strong!
O may your sceptre num'rous nations sway,
And all with love and readiness obey!
But how shall we the British king reward!
"Battles and bloodshed brought the monster forth,
"And clouds and whirlwinds usher'd in his birth."
When David thus: "I kept the fleecy care,
"And out there rush'd a lion and a bear;
"A tender lamb the hungry lion took,
"And with no other weapon than my crook
"Bold I pursu'd, and chas d him o'er the field,
"The prey deliver'd, and the felon kill'd:
"As thus the lion and the bear I slew,
"So shall Goliath fall, and all his crew:
"And clouds and whirlwinds usher'd in his birth."
When David thus: "I kept the fleecy care,
"And out there rush'd a lion and a bear;
"A tender lamb the hungry lion took,
"And with no other weapon than my crook
"Bold I pursu'd, and chas d him o'er the field,
"The prey deliver'd, and the felon kill'd:
"As thus the lion and the bear I slew,
"So shall Goliath fall, and all his crew:
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