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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…Anne Bradstreet: Meditation [no date]
Meditation [no date] My soul, rejoice thou in thy God, Boast of Him all the day, Walk in His law, and kiss His rod Cleave close to Him alway. What though thy outward man decay, Thy inward…Anne Bradstreet: Meditation May 13, 1657
Meditation May 13, 1657 As spring the winter doth succeed And leaves the naked trees do dress, The earth all black is clothed in green. At sunshine each their joy express. My sun's returned…Anne Bradstreet: Meditation May 11, 1661
Meditation May 11, 1661Abstract It hath pleased God to give me a long time of respite for these 4 years that I have had no great fit of sickness, but this year from the middle of January till…Anne Bradstreet: Upon My Dear and Loving Husband his Going into England Jan. 16, 1661
Upon My Dear and Loving Husband his Going into England Jan. 16, 1661 O thou Most High who rulest all And hear'st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And my petition sign. Into…Anne Bradstreet: In My Solitary Hours in My Dear Husband his Absence
In My Solitary Hours in My Dear Husband his Absence O Lord, Thou hear'st my daily moan And see'st my dropping tears. My troubles all are Thee before, My longings and my fears. Thou hitherto…Anne Bradstreet: In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662
In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662 What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak? My thanks how shall I testify? O Lord, Thou know'st I'm weak…Anne Bradstreet: Contemplations
Contemplations Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, When Phœbus wanted but one hour to bed, The trees all richly clad, yet void of pride, Were gilded o're by his rich golden head. Their…Anne Bradstreet: A Dialogue between Old England and New
A Dialogue between Old England and NewNew England. Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, What ails thee hang thy head, and cross thine…Trending
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