“But I reluctantly leave the pleasing views,” (48) She is hesitant in leaving behind the ideas of hope on the horizon. Wheatley covets for more, yet she understands innately that it will not be more than that. “Winter austere forbids me to aspire,” (50) Winter marks the transition from Autumn to Spring; it is the season of death, where life does not grow and cold persists. Here, Winter is synonymous with reality, with Fancy being akin to imagination. The reality of how life kills the budding aspirations Wheatley is reluctant to leave. “And northern tempests damp the rising fire;” (51) The violent winds of truth snuff out the light. Fires are a source of heat, emitting light that can illuminate the dark and can be used as a way of symbolizing rebirth; when fires burn down a forest, life can still prosper from that. Nonetheless, the harsh conditions extinguished this because in the end, slavery would be abolished in 1865. “Cease then, my song, cease the unequal lay.” (53) Wheatley would not live to see the emancipation of her fellow enslaved folk. Though On Imagination is a poem 53 lines long, it manages to encapsulate a heartbreaking story woven within the letters and