A Funeral Poem on the Death of C.E. by Phillis Wheatley
Through airy roads he wings his instant flight To purer regions of celestial light; Enlarg'd he sees unnumber'd systems roll, Beneath him sees the universal whole, Planets on planets run their destin'd round, And circling wonders fill the vast profound. Th' ethereal now, and now th' empyreal skies With growing splendors strike his wond'ring eyes: The angels view him with delight unknown, Press his soft hand, and seat him on his throne; Then smilling thus: "To this divine abode, "The seat of saints, of seraphs, and of God,
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"Through airy roads he wings his instant flight..."
"A Funeral Poem on the Death of C.E." by Phillis Wheatley is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 50 lines. This English poem by Phillis Wheatley demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Through airy roads he wings his instant flight To purer regions of celestial light;...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Phillis Wheatley's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.