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The Four Ages of Man by Anne Bradstreet — Sad Poetry Lines

By Anne Bradstreet

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1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: son unto Phlegm, grand-child to water, 1.4 Unstable, supple, moist, and cold's his Nature. 1.5 The second: frolic claims his pedigree; 1.6 From blood and air, for hot and moist is he. 1.7 The third of fire and choler is compos'd, 1.8 Vindicative, and quarrelsome dispos'd. 1.9 The last, of earth and heavy melancholy, 1.10 Solid, hating all lightness, and all folly. 1.11 Childhood was cloth'd in white, and given to show, 1.12 His spring was intermixed with some snow.

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"The Four Ages of Man" by Anne Bradstreet is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 458 lines. This English poem by Anne Bradstreet demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age....", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Anne Bradstreet's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Anne Bradstreet

Anne Bradstreet (c. 1612–1672) was the first published poet of English America. Her collection "The Tenth Muse" (1650) explores domestic life, faith, and the New World experience, and she is considered the founding mother of American poetry.

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