Anne Bradstreet

(1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)

To Her Father With Some Verses - Poem by Anne Bradstreet

Most truly honoured, and as truly dear,
If worth in me or ought I do appear,
Who can of right better demand the same
Than may your worthy self from whom it came?
The principal might yield a greater sum,
Yet handled ill, amounts but to this crumb;
My stock's so small I know not how to pay,
My bond remains in force unto this day;
Yet for part payment take this simple mite,
Where nothing's to be had, kings loose their right.
Such is my debt I may not say forgive,
But as I can, I'll pay it while I live;
Such is my bond, none can discharge but I,
Yet paying is not paid until I die.


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  • Rookie Anne Bradstreet (3/21/2007 12:07:00 PM)

    Hey does anyone know exactly how many children Anne killed? I'm doing a report and would like to know, thanks in advance poem enthusiasts.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2001



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