Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, I here, though there, yet both but one. Anne Bradstreet More Quotes by Anne Bradstreet More Quotes From Anne Bradstreet Youth is the time of getting, middle age of improving, and old age of spending. Anne Bradstreet middle youth age Fire hath its force abated by water, not by wind; and anger must be allayed by cold words, and not by blustering threats. Anne Bradstreet anger fire wind Let Greeks be Greeks, and women what they are. Anne Bradstreet greek 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 bait too-late men The world no longer lets me love, My hope and treasure are above. Anne Bradstreet treasure heaven world If what I do prove well, it won't advance. Anne Bradstreet chance action memorable Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure. Anne Bradstreet weak brain art It is reported of the peacock that priding himself in his gay feathers he ruffles them up; but spying his black feet he soon lets fall his plumes. So he that glories in his gifts and adornings should look upon his corruptions, and that will damp his high thoughts. Anne Bradstreet gay pride fall A prosperous state makes a secure Christian, but adversity makes him Consider. Anne Bradstreet adversity states christian 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 spring death lying The spring is a lively emblem of the Resurrection. Anne Bradstreet emblems resurrection spring But man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid. Anne Bradstreet men death lying Some laborers have hard hands, and old sinners have brawny consciences. Anne Bradstreet laborers hard hands I happy am, if well with you. Anne Bradstreet wells ifs happiness 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. Anne Bradstreet iron grace men 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 height littles long 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 kings war mean 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 poverty eye mean And time brings down what is both strong and tall. Anne Bradstreet fate strong death My age I will not once lament, / But sing, my time so near is spent. Anne Bradstreet old-age my-time age
