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My hope and treasure lies above

Anne Bradstreet

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Anne Bradstreet
Age: 60 †
Born: 1612
Born: March 20
Died: 1672
Died: September 16
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The stones and trees, insensible to time, / Nor age nor wrinkle on their front are seen / If Winter come, and greenness then do fade / A Spring returns, and they more youthful made / But man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid.
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I am obnoxious to each carping tongue/ Who says my hand a needle better fits./ A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong/ For such despite they cast on female wits/ 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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But man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid.
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The world no longer lets me love, My hope and treasure are above.
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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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Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure.
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