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Anne Bradstreet: The Four Ages of Man, Introduction
Introduction Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. The first: son unto Phlegm, grand-child to water, Unstable, supple, moist, and cold's his…Anne Bradstreet: Childhood
Childhood Ah me! conceiv'd in sin, and born in sorrow, A nothing, here to day, but gone to morrow, Whose mean beginning, blushing can't reveal, But night and darkness must with shame conceal…Anne Bradstreet: Youth
Youth My goodly clothing and beauteous skin Declare some greater riches are within, But what is best I'll first present to view, And then the worst, in a more ugly hue, For thus to do we on…Anne Bradstreet: Middle Age
Middle Age Childhood and youth forgot, sometimes I've seen, And now am grown more staid that have been green, What they have done, the same was done by me: As was their praise, or shame, so…Anne Bradstreet: Old Age
Old Age What you have been, ev'n such have I before, And all you say, say I, and something more. Babe's innocence, Youth's wildness I have seen, And in perplexed Middle-age have been,…Anne Bradstreet: The Four Elements, Introduction
IntroductionThe Fire, Air, Earth and Water did contest Which was the strongest, noblest and the best, Who was of greatest use and might'est force; In placide Terms they thought now to…Anne Bradstreet: Fire
FireWhat is my worth (both ye) and all men know, In little time I can but little show, But what I am, let learned Grecians say What I can do well skil'd Mechanicks may; The benefit all living…Anne Bradstreet: Earth
EarthThe next in place Earth judg'd to be her due, Sister (quoth shee) I come not short of you, In wealth and use I do surpass you all, And mother earth of old men did me call Such is my…Anne Bradstreet: Water
WaterScarce Earth had done, but th' angry water moved. Sister (quoth she) it had full well behoved Among your boastings to have praised me Cause of your fruitfulness as you shall see: This…Anne Bradstreet: Air
AirContent (quoth Air) to speak the last of you, Yet am not ignorant first was my due: I do suppose you'l yield without controul I am the breath of every living soul. Mortals, what one of you…Trending
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