The Works of Anne Bradstreet in Prose and Verse

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A.E. Cutter, 1867 - 434 σελίδες
 

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Σελίδα 21 - Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee ; in whose heart are the ways of them. Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well ; the rain also filleth the pools.
Σελίδα 338 - Curse ye Meroz, said the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.
Σελίδα 341 - In that day shall there be upon the bells of the horses HOLINESS UNTO THE LORD, and the pots in the Lord's house shall be like the bowls before the altar. Yea, every pot in Jerusalem, and in Judah shall be holiness unto the Lord of hosts...
Σελίδα lxiii - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Σελίδα 71 - Egypt, on which if a man lean, it will go into his hand, and pierce it: so is Pharaoh king of Egypt unto all that trust on him.
Σελίδα 35 - All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head: Saying, "He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
Σελίδα 59 - The words of the wise are as goads, and as nails fastened by the masters of assemblies, which are given from one shepherd.
Σελίδα xxx - July, where we found the colony in a sad and unexpected condition ; above eighty of them being dead the winter before, and many of those alive, weak and sick ; all the corn and bread amongst them all, hardly sufficient to feed them a fortnight...
Σελίδα 391 - Let be interred in my oblivious grave; If any worth or virtue were in me, Let that live freshly in thy memory And when thou feel'st no grief, as I no harms, Yet love thy dead, who long lay in thine arms.
Σελίδα 392 - To MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND 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, 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. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.

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