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My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.

Anne Bradstreet

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Anne Bradstreet
Age: 60 †
Born: 1612
Born: March 20
Died: 1672
Died: September 16
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Ann Dudley
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Love
Rivers
Repay
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Quench
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Manifold
Heaven
Heavens
Cannot
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Rewards
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Thee

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