Phillis Wheatley displays remarkable courage in her poetry. In a voice bright and ebullient, she rejoices in all she sees and feels.
Imagination! who can sing thy force? Or who describe the swiftness of thy course? Soaring through air to find the bright abode, Th' empyreal palace of the thund'ring God, (empyreal: celestial) We on thy pinions can surpass the wind, (pinions: wings) And leave the rolling universe behind:
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