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I am obnoxious to each carping tongue who says my hand a needle better fits.
Anne Bradstreet
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Anne Bradstreet
Age: 60 †
Born: 1612
Born: March 20
Died: 1672
Died: September 16
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When I behold the heavens as in their prime, And then the earth (though old) still clad in green, The stones and trees, insensible of time, Nor age nor wrinkle on their front are seen
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Fire hath its force abated by water, not by wind and anger must be allayed by cold words, and not by blustering threats.
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And time brings down what is both strong and tall. But plants new set to be eradicate, And buds new blown, to have so short a date, Is by his hand alone that guides nature and fate.
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I wish my Sun may never set, but burn.
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To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings/Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun/For my mean Pen are too superior things.
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If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance.
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If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
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That when we live no more, We may live ever
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Iron till it be thoroughly heated is incapable to be wrought so God sees good to cast some men into the furnace of affliction, and then beats them on His anvil into what frame He desires.
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Satan, that great angler, hath his sundry baits for sundry tempers of men, which they all catch greedily at, but few perceive the hook till it be too late.
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If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
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Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure.
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I happy am, if well with you.
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My age I will not once lament, / But sing, my time so near is spent.
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Let Greeks be Greeks, and women what they are.
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Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge -- fitter to bruise than polish.
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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.
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My hope and treasure lies above
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