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Phillis Wheatley

(1753 – 5 December 1784 / Gambia)

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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;
On the kind bosom of eternal love
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  • Soumyashree Kar (9/8/2011 10:22:00 AM)

    Such a wonderful, excellent and heart-touching piece of work.....i can't believe this a mortal deed....so much filled with warmth my heart sobbed at every word and eyes wet....
    I admire ur every knowledge-craft......an unerring 10! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (9/8/2011 3:18:00 AM)

    Indeed there is no point in moaning for the departed soul from this temporary abode to permanent abode! The poet has wonderfully listed points to console the grieving mother advising her to seek heaven to meet her daughter to be permanently with her! (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (9/8/2009 8:24:00 AM)

    I think she is wrong in her psychology. To weep for the loss of a child is normal and in the long run healthy. When people leave each other they weep, it is as simple as that. I wonder if PW wept for the loss of her two children. PW is coming close to saying that weeping for the loss of a child is against God's ordinance. To lose a child is like receiving a wound - it will heal, but you cannot help weeping for it. (Report) Reply

  • Is It Poetry (9/8/2009 8:12:00 AM)

    There is more here to the eye than modern dissection...
    With racism today even more deadly than that which she endured..
    Many of her formative years..were without doubt traumatic..
    and what is today known of the damage..to the mind is of course without question..learning in the manner in which she did...speaks more than just to..
    the core of strength she most obviously possessed..education acquired..
    and her bearing being such..that she was introduced...to those whom discerned again as much...no not even that....but more...and that manner of speech...
    undoubtedly but sadly...lost forever...and in such a short time...put her short life against her male counterparts...would they have over come..and still be here to be read about...let us hope so...for what crushes most...he himself keeps close...
    for the rest...to become the best.... (Report) Reply

  • Michael Pruchnicki (9/8/2008 10:25:00 AM)

    A far cry from a Hallmark card, that's for sure, despite Richard Lord's dismissal of a poem written centuries ago. 'Nicely wrought poesy, but a bad, bad poem, ' he asserts with the priggish assurance of a modern poetaster who seems unaware of his own ignorance. Too bad Lord wasn't stirred enough to write his own poem addressed to this theme for our time!

    Read the poems by Lord posted on this site and make your own unbiased judgment as to his skills as a first rate poet. He may well fancy himself a latter day Dylan Thomas. (Report) Reply

  • Richard Lord (9/8/2007 10:05:00 PM)

    I find this poem to be a longish and slightly more accomplished version of a Hallmark Cards sympathy card. I'd classify it as a prime example of poetasty; nicely wrought poetasty, but ultimately a bad, bad poem.

    And I'd like to point out that I am a deeply committed Christian who believes in anafterlife and a heavenly state where we can be in the presncne of God and all those in the communion of saints who have gone before us. But this piece does nothing to stir me - except stir me to write this comment.

    Maybe we need a poem addresed to this theme for out time. (BTW: Dylan Thomas' attempts at dealing with this theme were much better than what Wheatley gives us here.) (Report) Reply

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