Phillis Wheatley

(1753 – 5 December 1784 / Gambia)

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A Farewel To America to Mrs. S. W.


I.
ADIEU, New-England's smiling meads,
Adieu, the flow'ry plain:
I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring,
And tempt the roaring main.

II.
In vain for me the flow'rets rise,
And boast their gaudy pride,
While here beneath the northern skies
I mourn for health deny'd.

III.
Celestial maid of rosy hue,
O let me feel thy reign!
I languish till thy face I view,
Thy vanish'd joys regain.

IV.
Susanna mourns, nor can I bear
To see the crystal show'r,
Or mark the tender falling tear
At sad departure's hour;

V.
Not unregarding can I see
Her soul with grief opprest:
But let no sighs, no groans for me,
Steal from her pensive breast.

VI.
In vain the feather'd warblers sing,
In vain the garden blooms,
And on the bosom of the spring
Breathes out her sweet perfumes.

VII.
While for Britannia's distant shore
We sweep the liquid plain,
And with astonish'd eyes explore
The wide-extended main.

VIII.
Lo! Health appears! celestial dame!
Complacent and serene,
With Hebe's mantle o'er her Frame,
With soul-delighting mein.

IX.
To mark the vale where London lies
With misty vapours crown'd,
Which cloud Aurora's thousand dyes,
And veil her charms around.

X.
Why, Phoebus, moves thy car so slow?
So slow thy rising ray?
Give us the famous town to view,
Thou glorious king of day!


XI.
For thee, Britannia, I resign
New-England's smiling fields;
To view again her charms divine,
What joy the prospect yields!

XII.
But thou! Temptation hence away,
With all thy fatal train,
Nor once seduce my soul away,
By thine enchanting strain.

XIII.
Thrice happy they, whose heav'nly shield
Secures their souls from harms,
And fell Temptation on the field
Of all its pow'r disarms!

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Kevin Straw (1/20/2010 6:22:00 AM)

    A pretty poem, but an empty one. I see 'mein' is misspelled - it should be 'mien' - '(chow) mein' is a Chinese food, or German for 'my'. The word is also wrongly spelt in Project Gutenberg. Which makes me wonder where Poemhunter got it from! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (1/20/2010 1:32:00 AM)

    When grief stricken and the heart is full of pain of loss of dear one all beautiful things of Nature and sweet things of life become a matter of no concern however delightful they all might have been once and cannot be enjoyed again so! Message of grief written in nice verse moves heart much indeed! (Report) Reply

  • Ravi A (1/20/2009 12:46:00 PM)

    After a long time I have read a good poem composed in the very format of poetry. The poem is highly readable. The emotions that it invokes cannot be easily translated into words....Ravi Panamanna (Report) Reply

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