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Thu, 24.09.2009

ON BEING BROUGHT FROM AFRICA TO AMERICA by Phyllis Wheatley.

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.
Some view our sable race with scornful eye;
“Their color is a diabolic dye.”

Remember, Christian, Negroes, black as Cain,
May be refined and join the angelic train……

From the complete works of Phillis Wheatley, copyright 1988, Oxford University Press by permission.

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