SOON as the sun forsook the eastern main
The pealing thunder shook the heav’nly plain;
Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr’s wing,
Exhales the incense of the blooming spring.
Soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes,
And through the air their mingled music floats.
Through all the heav’ns what beauteous dies are
But the west glories in the deepest red:
So may our breasts with ev’ry virtue glow,
The living temples of our God below!
Fill’d with the praise of him who gives the light,
And draws the sable curtains of the night,
Let placid slumbers sooth each weary mind,
At morn to wake more heav’nly, more refin’d;
So shall the labours of the day begin
More pure, more guarded from the snares of sin.
Night’s leaden sceptre seals my drowsy eyes,

Analysis, meaning and summary of Phillis Wheatley's poem An Hymn To The Evening


  1. Kathyrn Wolanski says:

    im mad that you havnt said anything about the true meaning of this poem…. i wish you would because i need to know for a school project… and know i dont know and it is all of your fault. im mad, i hate you. Good bye

  2. john smith says:

    An Hymn to the Evening
    What is met by the first stanza.
    From the zephyr’s wing
    Exhales the incense of the blooming spring

  3. Jessica says:

    Wonderful! It has very nice words and mean a lot

    Best Poem

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