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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... weep , then would my tears Let others know what are my fears Lest this my brood some harm should catch , And be surpriz'd for want of watch , Whilst pecking corn , and void of care They fall un'wares in Fowlers snare : Or whilst on ...
... weep , then would my tears Let others know what are my fears Lest this my brood some harm should catch , And be surpriz'd for want of watch , Whilst pecking corn , and void of care They fall un'wares in Fowlers snare : Or whilst on ...
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... weep more ; And looking up unto his Throne on high , Who sendeth help to those in misery ; He chac'd away those clouds , and let me see My Anchor cast i'th ' vale with safety . He eas'd my Soul of woe , my flesh of pain , And brought me ...
... weep more ; And looking up unto his Throne on high , Who sendeth help to those in misery ; He chac'd away those clouds , and let me see My Anchor cast i'th ' vale with safety . He eas'd my Soul of woe , my flesh of pain , And brought me ...
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... weep , Three flours , two scarcely blown , the last i'th ' bud , Cropt by th ' Almighties hand ; yet is he good , With dreadful awe before him let's be mute , Such was his will , but why , let's not dispute , With humble hearts and ...
... weep , Three flours , two scarcely blown , the last i'th ' bud , Cropt by th ' Almighties hand ; yet is he good , With dreadful awe before him let's be mute , Such was his will , but why , let's not dispute , With humble hearts and ...
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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