"Celestial choir! Enthron'd in realms of light
Columbia's scenes of glorious toils I write
While freedom's cause her anxious breast alarms
She flashes dreadful in refulgent arms." -His Excellency George Washington, Phillis Wheatley
We keep rolling north (Saving Fort Clatsop and Seaside for Lewis and Clark in about a month!)
"Shall I to Washington their praise recite?
Enough thou know'st them in fields of fight.
Thee, first in peace and honors- we demand
The grace and glory of they martial band
Fam'd for they valor, for thy virtues more
Hear every tongue thy guardian aid implore!" -His Excellency General Washington, Phillis Wheatley
I climbed this crazy painted tower as a kid and I can still feel my knees knocking a bit from its height. I love Astoria!
"Proceed, great chief, with virtue on thy side
Thy ev're action let the Goddess guide.
A crown, a mansion, and a throne that shine
With gold unfading, Washington! Be thine." -His Excellency George Washington, Phillis Wheatley
In our American Revolution unit we finally arrive at George Washington, just as we're about to plunge north toward the state after which he is named. The following poems are tributes to our nation's first president.
(Phillis Wheatley, born around 1753, was the first Black Poet in America to publish a book.)