Category: Bradstreet
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‘In Memory of my dear grandchild Elizabeth Bradstreet’ by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)
Anne Bradstreet stares at the worst that can happen, and the worst that can happen stares straight back
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‘To my Dear and Loving Husband’ by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)
If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, 3 Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold. 6 My…
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