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.
(C) Anne Bradstreet
03/24/2017
Best Poems of Anne Bradstreet
- To My Dear And Loving Husband
- Contemplations
- Another
- The Prologue
- Spirit
- Prologue
- The Four Ages Of Man: 05 - Old Age
- The Romane Monarchy, Being The Fourth And Last, Beginning Anno Mundi, 3213.
- Flesh And The Spirit, The
- In My Solitary Hours In My Dear Husband His Absence
- In Honour Of That High And Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth
- Epitaphs
- The Four Ages Of Man: 04 - Middle Age
- The Four Ages Of Man: 03 - Youth
- The Four Ages Of Man: 02 - Childhood
- The Four Ages Of Man: 01 - Introduction
- The Flesh And The Spirit
- In Reference To Her Children, 23 June 1659
- In Memory Of My Dear Grandchild Anne Bradstreet, Who Deceased June 20, 1699, Being Three Years And S
- In Honour Of That High And Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth
- By Night When Others Soundly Slept