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The Music of Beauty

by James Nack

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On Being Brought from Africa to America

by Phillis Wheatley

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Drawing the boundary…

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The Music of Beauty

by James Nack

To me thy lips are mute, but when I gaze
Upon thee in thy perfect loveliness,—
No trait that should not be,—no lineament
To jar with the exquisite harmony
Of Beauty's music, breathing to the eyes,
I pity those who think they pity me;
Who drink the tide that gushes from thy lips
Unconscious of its sweets, as if they were
E'en as I am—and turn their marble eyes
Upon thy loveliness, without the thrill
That maddens me with joys's delirium.

On Being Brought from Africa to America

by Phillis 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 colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Christians, Negroes, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.

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