Anne Bradstreet Quotes and Sayings - Page 1
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“If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.”
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“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.”
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“Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.”
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“There is no object that we see; no action that we do; no good that we enjoy; no evil that we feel, or fear, but we may make some spiritual advantage of all: and he that makes such improvement is wise, as well as pious.”
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“If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.”
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“Let Greeks be Greeks, and women what they are.”
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“Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge -- fitter to bruise than polish.”
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“What to my Saviour shall I giveWho freely hath done this for me?I'll serve him here whilst I shall liveAnd Loue him to Eternity”
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“I am obnoxious to each carping tongue who says my hand a needle better fits,”
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“Some laborers have hard hands, and old sinners have brawny consciences.”
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“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.”
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“A prosperous state makes a secure Christian, but adversity makes him Consider.”
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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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“My age I will not once lament, / But sing, my time so near is spent.”
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“O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings; Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomps all laid in th' dust Nor wit nor gold, nor buildings scape time's rust; But he whose name is graved in the white stone Shall last and shine when all of these are gone.”
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“Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, I here, though there, yet both but one.”
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“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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“Youth is the time of getting, middle age of improving, and old age of spending.”
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“Iron till it be thoroughly heated is incapable to be wrought; so God sees good to cast some men into the furnace of affliction, and then beats them on His anvil into what frame He desires.”
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“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.”
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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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“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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“That when we live no more, We may live ever”
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“If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov'd 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. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold repay, Then while we live, in love let's so persevere That when we live no more, we may live ever.”
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“The world no longer lets me love, My hope and treasure are above.”
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“I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold or all the riches that the East doth hold.”
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“To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings/Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun/For my mean Pen are too superior things,”
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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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