'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.
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Imagine in what aloving atmosphere she was brought up, and educated. Unbelievable for the North American publishers, they could not believe that the poems were written by herself.
Her first poembook was published in England, she went to England accompanied by her master's son. Her surname is tht of her master.
She was namely a slave, no white men in publishing business could believe she had written her own poems, reading and writing taught by her master
Most deserving as The Classic Poem Of The Day, great choice by Poem Hunter and Team. Such a fascinating poetess, who wrote her oen poems in a era where no North American publishers could believe
it's mercy, kindness of life; a true sense to know all as human being equally without aparthied cream!
Insightful rendition set aside for honest contemplation. Congrats on POD.
Most deserving Classic Poem Of The Day. A poem of great gratitude that the great poetess became a christian.Loveliest captured 5 Stars full
Eight beautiful and thoughtful lines, all are written in 10 syllables like a Sonnet, but this is a poem of only 8 lines. Beautifully written
melinda broke up with but reading this poem made me feel better
I see a loveliness and light in the woman's words. Pulls the veil back and opens my eyes to acceptance and understanding. May God bless you Phillis. QtR
A poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. A beautiful work of art.....................................................
Remember, Christians, Negro's, black as Cain, May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train. great write great 10++++++++++++
Great Poem. The rhetorical device at play here is amazing, subtle but powerful in emphasis on how slavers disguised as European missionaries dominated the black continent to save them " Once I redemption neither sought nor knew." then she also shines some light on how racial hate and Christianity coalesce > . I could go on and on but nobody ain't got time for that. I relate to this so deeply.
Without the poems of Phillis Wheatley, we wouldn't have known about this situation in that era (time)