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, Negros, black as Cain,
May be refin'd and join th' angelic train.
Upon analysis, what can one conclude with Wheatley’s poem, “On Being Brought from Africa to America” and Thomas Jefferson’s “Notes on the State of Virginia”?
For those in P3 who didn't receive this, due to the Fire Drill Announcement and any others who failed to copy correctly or hold onto smaller handout copy this, annotate and answer prompt for Friday's class.
For those who have misplaced Jefferson's "Notes on the State of Virginia:
http://press-pubs.uchicago.edu/founders/documents/v1ch15s28.html
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