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If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.

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Anne Bradstreet
Age: 60 †
Born: 1612
Born: March 20
Died: 1672
Died: September 16
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Worry
Adversity
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Welcome
Fear
Prosperity
Fling
Inspirational
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Springtime
Sometimes
Winter
Hardship
Would
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Life
Spring
Pleasant
Taste
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