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Anne Bradstreets Works.
For though the frost hath loft his binding power.
Yet many a fleece of show and stormy shower
Doth darken Sol's bright eye,[1] makes us remember
The pinching North-west; wind of cold[2] December.
My second moneth is April., green and fair,
Of longer dayes, and a more temperate Air:
The Sun in Tanrtis keeps his residence,[3]
And with his warmer beams glanceth from thence
This is the month whose fruitful showrs produces
All set and sown[4] for all delights and ufes:
The Pear, the Plum, and Apple-tree now flourish
The grass grows long the hungry beast[5] to nourifh.
The Primrose pale, and azure violet
Among the virduous grass hath nature set,
That when the Sun on's Love (the earth) doth shine
These might as lace fst out her garment fine.
[61]The fearfull bird his little house now builds
In trees and walls, in Cities and in fields.
The outside strong, the inside warm and neat;
A natural Artificer compleat.

  1. face.
  2. Nor-west cold, of fierce.
  3. The Sun now keeps his porting residence
    In Taurus Signe, yet hasteth straight from thence;
    For though in's running progresse he doth take
    Twelve houses of the oblique Zodiack
    Yet never minute stil was known to stand.
    But only once at Joshua's strange command;

  4. All Plants, and Flowers.
  5. the tender Lambs