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Anne Bradstreet: Another II
Another II As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer, Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear, Perplext, in every bush and nook doth pry, Her dearest deer, might answer ear…Anne Bradstreet: Upon a Fit of Sickness
Upon a Fit of Sickness Twice ten years old not fully told since nature gave me breath, My race is run, my thread spun, lo, here is fatal death. All men must die, and so must I; this…Anne Bradstreet: Upon Some Distemper of Body
Upon Some Distemper of Body In anguish of my heart replete with woes, And wasting pains, which best my body knows, In tossing slumbers on my wakeful bed, Bedrenched with tears that flowed…Anne Bradstreet: In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth
In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ElizabethProem. Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky Thy wondrous worth proclaim, in…Anne Bradstreet: Her Mother's Epitaph
Her Mother's Epitaph Here lies A worthy matron of unspotted life, A loving mother and obedient wife, A friendly neighbor, pitiful to poor, Whom oft she fed, and clothed with her store; To…Anne Bradstreet: Her Father's Epitaph
Her Father's Epitaph Within this tomb a patriot lies That was both pious, just and wise, To truth a shield, to right a wall, To sectaries a whip and maul, A magazine of history, A prizer of…Anne Bradstreet: [Deliverance] From Another Sore Fit
[Deliverance] From Another Sore Fit In my distress I sought the Lord When naught on earth could comfort give, And when my soul these things abhorred, Then, Lord, Thou said'st unto me, "Live…Anne Bradstreet: Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting
Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of praise, But ah! It's not in me. My sinking heart I pray Thee raise So shall I give it Thee. My life as spider's webb's cut off,…Anne Bradstreet: Meditations When My Soul hath been Refreshed with the Consolations which the World Knows Not
Meditations When My Soul hath been Refreshed with the Consolations which the World Knows Not Lord, why should I doubt any more when Thou hast given me such assured pledges of Thy love? First…Anne Bradstreet: Meditation July 8th., 1656
Meditation July 8th., 1656Abstract I had a sore fit of fainting, which lasted 2 or 3 days, but not in that extremity which at first it took me, and so much the sorer it was to me because my…