Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN MEMORY OF MY DEAR GRANDCHILD ELIZABETH .. WHO DECEASED 1665, by ANNE BRADSTREET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Farewell dear babe, my heart's too much content Last Line: Is by his hand alone that guides nature and fate. Subject(s): Children; Home; Marriage; Puritans; Sickness; Childhood; Weddings; Husbands; Wives; Illness | ||||||||
Farewell dear babe, my hearts too much content, Farewell sweet babe, the pleasure of mine eye, Farewell fair flower that for a space was lent, Then ta'en away unto Eternity. Blest babe why should I once bewail thy fate, Or sigh the dayes so soon were terminate; Sith thou art setled in an Everlasting state. By nature Trees do rot when they are grown. And Plumbs and Apples throughly ripe do fall, And Corn and grass are in their season mown, And time brings down what is both strong and tall. But plants new set to be eradicate, And buds new blown, to have so short a date, Is by his hand alone that guides nature and fate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL AFTERNOON AT MACDOWELL by JANE KENYON HAVING IT OUT WITH MELANCHOLY by JANE KENYON SONNET: 9. HOPE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES A LETTER TO HER HUSBAND, ABSENT UPON PUBLIC EMPLOYMENT by ANNE BRADSTREET |
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