{"id":929,"date":"2011-04-05T00:52:55","date_gmt":"2011-04-05T00:52:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=929"},"modified":"2014-06-24T07:22:16","modified_gmt":"2014-06-24T07:22:16","slug":"to-s-m-a-young-african-painter-on-seeing-his-works-by-phillis-wheatley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/to-s-m-a-young-african-painter-on-seeing-his-works-by-phillis-wheatley\/","title":{"rendered":"To S. M. a young African Painter, on seeing his Works by Phillis Wheatley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/wheatly.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-62 lazyload\" title=\"wheatly\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/wheatly-280x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"280\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/wheatly-280x300.jpg 280w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/wheatly.jpg 551w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 280px) 100vw, 280px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 280px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 280\/300;\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">To S. M. a young African Painter, on seeing his Works<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Phillis Wheatley<\/p>\n<p>TO show the lab&#8217;ring bosom&#8217;s deep intent,<br \/>\nAnd thought in living characters to paint,<br \/>\nWhen first thy pencil did those beauties give,<br \/>\nAnd breathing figures learnt from thee to live,<br \/>\nHow did those prospects give my soul delight,<br \/>\nA new creation rushing on my sight?<br \/>\nStill, wond&#8217;rous youth! each noble path pursue,<br \/>\nOn deathless glories fix thine ardent view:<br \/>\nStill may the painter&#8217;s and the poet&#8217;s fire<br \/>\nTo aid thy pencil, and thy verse conspire!<br \/>\nAnd may the charms of each seraphic theme<br \/>\nConduct thy footsteps to immortal fame!<br \/>\nHigh to the blissful wonders of the skies<br \/>\nElate thy soul, and raise thy wishful eyes.<br \/>\nThrice happy, when exalted to survey<br \/>\nThat splendid city, crown&#8217;d with endless day,<br \/>\nWhose twice six gates on radiant hinges ring:<br \/>\nCelestial Salem blooms in endless spring.<br \/>\nCalm and serene thy moments glide along,<br \/>\nAnd may the muse inspire each future song!<br \/>\nStill, with the sweets of contemplation bless&#8217;d,<br \/>\nMay peace with balmy wings your soul invest!<br \/>\nBut when these shades of time are chas&#8217;d away,<br \/>\nAnd darkness ends in everlasting day,<br \/>\nOn what seraphic pinions shall we move,<br \/>\nAnd view the landscapes in the realms above?<br \/>\nThere shall thy tongue in heav&#8217;nly murmurs flow,<br \/>\nAnd there my muse with heav&#8217;nly transport glow:<br \/>\nNo more to tell of Damon&#8217;s tender sighs,<br \/>\nOr rising radiance of Aurora&#8217;s eyes,<br \/>\nFor nobler themes demand a nobler strain,<br \/>\nAnd purer language on th&#8217; ethereal plain.<br \/>\nCease, gentle muse! the solemn gloom of night<br \/>\nNow seals the fair creation from my sight.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>To S. M. a young African Painter, on seeing his Works by Phillis Wheatley TO show the lab&#8217;ring bosom&#8217;s deep intent, And thought in living characters to paint, When first thy pencil did those beauties give, And breathing figures learnt from thee to live, How did those prospects give my soul delight, A new creation&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-929","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1700s"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/929","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=929"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/929\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=929"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=929"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=929"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}