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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... things Davids Lamentation for Saul and Jonathan A Dialogue between Old England and New ; concerning their present Troubles , Anno , 1642 VI / Formal Elegies 54 62 In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess Queen Elizabeth of happy ...
... things Davids Lamentation for Saul and Jonathan A Dialogue between Old England and New ; concerning their present Troubles , Anno , 1642 VI / Formal Elegies 54 62 In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess Queen Elizabeth of happy ...
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Anne Bradstreet Robert Hutchinson. Before the Birth of one of her Children 10 All things within this fading world ... thing , yet oh inevitable ; How soon , my Dear , death may my steps attend , How soon't may be thy Lot to lose thy ...
Anne Bradstreet Robert Hutchinson. Before the Birth of one of her Children 10 All things within this fading world ... thing , yet oh inevitable ; How soon , my Dear , death may my steps attend , How soon't may be thy Lot to lose thy ...
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... things that past , to mind I'le bring . Once young and pleasant , as are you , But former toyes ( no joyes ) adieu . My age I will not once lament , But sing , my time so near is spent . And from the top bough take my flight , Into a ...
... things that past , to mind I'le bring . Once young and pleasant , as are you , But former toyes ( no joyes ) adieu . My age I will not once lament , But sing , my time so near is spent . And from the top bough take my flight , Into a ...
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... things ne'r much did move For he a Mansion had , prepar'd above , For which he sigh'd and pray'd and long'd full sore He might be cloath'd upon , for evermore . Oft spake of death , and with a smiling chear , He did exult his end was ...
... things ne'r much did move For he a Mansion had , prepar'd above , For which he sigh'd and pray'd and long'd full sore He might be cloath'd upon , for evermore . Oft spake of death , and with a smiling chear , He did exult his end was ...
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... things in ashes lye , And them behold no more shall I. Under thy roof no guest shall sitt , Nor at thy Table eat a bitt . 30 No pleasant tale shall ' ere be told , Nor things recounted done of old . No Candle ' ere shall shine in Thee ...
... things in ashes lye , And them behold no more shall I. Under thy roof no guest shall sitt , Nor at thy Table eat a bitt . 30 No pleasant tale shall ' ere be told , Nor things recounted done of old . No Candle ' ere shall shine in Thee ...
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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