To My Husband and Other PoemsCourier Corporation, 2012 M07 6 - 80 páginas The daughter of one colonial governor and the wife of another, Anne Dudley Bradstreet (1612–72) was also a skilled and accomplished writer, whose collection of poetry, The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung Up in America, was the first volume of original verse written in the colonies. In addition to being America's first poet, she was also, in great likelihood, the first professional woman poet in the English language. This collection of poetry, selected from a number of her works, discloses the thoughts of a remarkably sensitive and well-educated woman. Exhibiting great range and beauty, the poems encompass everything from lyric verses addressed to her husband and children and a formal elegy in honor of Queen Elizabeth I to loving epitaphs honoring her deceased mother, father, and grandchildren. Grouped according to category (love, home life, religious meditations, dialogues, and lamentations), the poems not only exhibit Anne Bradstreet’s wide learning but also reveal the influence of Montaigne, Homer, Raleigh, Sidney, Spenser, and other poets. Sure to be welcomed by students and teachers, this collection is also important for the light it sheds on the cares, concerns, and roles of colonial women. |
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... live , in love lets so persever , That when we live no more , we may live ever . 10 “ As loving Hind ” As loving Hind that ( Hartless ) wants her Deer , Scuds through the woods and Fern with harkning ear , Perplext , in every bush and ...
... live , in love lets so persever , That when we live no more , we may live ever . 10 “ As loving Hind ” As loving Hind that ( Hartless ) wants her Deer , Scuds through the woods and Fern with harkning ear , Perplext , in every bush and ...
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... live freshly in thy memory And when thou feel'st no grief , as I no harms , Yet love thy dead , who long lay in thine arms : And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains Look to my little babes my dear remains . And if thou love thy ...
... live freshly in thy memory And when thou feel'st no grief , as I no harms , Yet love thy dead , who long lay in thine arms : And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains Look to my little babes my dear remains . And if thou love thy ...
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... live and die : Mean while my dayes in tunes Ile spend , Till my weak layes with me shall end . In shady woods I'le sit and sing , And things that past , to mind I'le bring . Once young and pleasant , as are you , But former toyes ( no ...
... live and die : Mean while my dayes in tunes Ile spend , Till my weak layes with me shall end . In shady woods I'le sit and sing , And things that past , to mind I'le bring . Once young and pleasant , as are you , But former toyes ( no ...
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... live I shall , this life's but small , in place of highest bliss , Where I shall have all I can crave , no life is like to this . For what's this life , but care and strife ? since first we came from womb , Our strength doth waste , our ...
... live I shall , this life's but small , in place of highest bliss , Where I shall have all I can crave , no life is like to this . For what's this life , but care and strife ? since first we came from womb , Our strength doth waste , our ...
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... live : Such is my bond , none can discharge but I , Yet paying is not payd until I dye . 10 To the Memory of my dear and ever honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq ; Who deceased , July 31. 1653. and of his Age , 77 By duty bound , and not ...
... live : Such is my bond , none can discharge but I , Yet paying is not payd until I dye . 10 To the Memory of my dear and ever honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq ; Who deceased , July 31. 1653. and of his Age , 77 By duty bound , and not ...
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ANNE BRADSTREET Art thou babe behold blest brave canst celebrate thy chear Crown dayes dead death doth dust e're earl of Lincoln Earth England ev'n eyes fainting fame Farewel Father fear flesh fruitfull gastly glory gold gone graunt grief happy hath head heavens Herse honour husband I'le i'th is't joyes King Land live Lord lov'd mighty Mighty fall mind mongst Mother Mullet Muse ne'r Nobles nought once pain payd Puritan Queen rest rich Rome setled shew shine sicknes sighs Simon Bradstreet sing Skyes sore sorrow Soul Spains storm streight sweet tears tell thine things thou didst thou dost Thou hast thou know'st thou'st thy face Thy love thy Mercyes thy Name thy Praise tongue trees twixt unto Thee unto thy vanity verse warrs wast wayes wealth weep whilst Zutphen