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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

Anne Bradstreet

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Anne Bradstreet
Age: 60 †
Born: 1612
Born: March 20
Died: 1672
Died: September 16
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Though
Stones
Wrinkle
Age
Fronts
Clad
Heaven
Green
Insensible
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Front
Wrinkles
Earth
Youth
Behold
Still
Tree
Heavens
Time
Seen
Prime
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