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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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Ann Dudley
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If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
Anne Bradstreet
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
Anne Bradstreet
We must, therefore, be here as strangers and pilgrims, that we may plainly declare that we seek a city above.
Anne Bradstreet
To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings/Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun/For my mean Pen are too superior things.
Anne Bradstreet
But man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid.
Anne Bradstreet
I am obnoxious to each carping tongue who says my hand a needle better fits.
Anne Bradstreet
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.
Anne Bradstreet
Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure.
Anne Bradstreet
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.
Anne Bradstreet
Sin and shame ever go together he that would be freed from the last must be sure to shun the company of the first.
Anne Bradstreet
He that would be content with a mean condition must not cast his eye upon one that is in a far better estate than himself, but let him look upon him that is lower than he is, and, if he see that such a one bears poverty comfortably, it will help to quiet him.
Anne Bradstreet
If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance.
Anne Bradstreet
Wickedness comes to its height by degrees. He that dares say of a less sin, Is it not a little one? will ere long say of a greater, Tush, God regards it not!
Anne Bradstreet
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, I here, though there, yet both but one.
Anne Bradstreet
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.
Anne Bradstreet
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
Youth is the time of getting, middle age of improving, and old age of spending a negligent youth is usually attended by an ignorant middle age, and both by an empty old age.
Anne Bradstreet
Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.
Anne Bradstreet
I happy am, if well with you.
Anne Bradstreet
I wish my Sun may never set, but burn.
Anne Bradstreet