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Lo now four other act upon the stage	A
Childhood and Youth the Many and Old age	A
The first son unto phlegm grandchild to water	B
Unstable supple cold and moist's his nature	B
The second frolic claims his pedigree	C
From blood and air for hot and moist is he	C
The third of fire and choler is compos'd	D
Vindicative and quarrelsome dispos'd	D
The last of earth and heavy melancholy	C
Solid hating all lightness and all folly	C
Childhood was cloth'd in white and green to show	E
His spring was intermixed with some snow	E
Upon his head nature a garland set	F
Of Primrose Daisy and the Violet	G
Such cold mean flowers the spring puts forth betime	H
Before the sun hath thoroughly heat the clime	H
His hobby striding did not ride but run	I
And in his hand an hour glass new begun	I
In danger every moment of a fall	J
And when 't is broke then ends his life and all	J
But if he hold till it have run its last	K
Then may he live out threescore years or past	K
Next Youth came up in gorgeous attire	B
As that fond age doth most of all desire	B
His suit of crimson and his scarf of green	L
His pride in's countenance was quickly seen	L
Garland of roses pinks and gillyflowers	M
Seemed on's head to grow bedew'd with showers	M
His face as fresh as is Aurora fair	N
When blushing she first 'gins to light the air	N
No wooden horse but one of mettle tried	O
He seems to fly or swim and not to ride	O
Then prancing on the stage about he wheels	M
But as he went death waited at his heels	M
The next came up in a much graver sort	P
As one that cared for a good report	P
His sword by's side and choler in his eyes	M
But neither us'd as yet for he was wise	M
Of Autumn's fruits a basket on his arm	H
His golden god in's purse which was his charm	H
And last of all to act upon this stage	A
Leaning upon his staff came up Old Age	A
Under his arm a sheaf of wheat he bore	Q
An harvest of the best what needs he more	Q
In's other hand a glass ev'n almost run	I
Thus writ about This out then am I done	I

Anne Bradstreet

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