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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On My Son's Return Out Of England, July 17, 1661.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All Praise to him who hath now turn'd<br>My feares to Joyes, my sighes to song,<br>My Teares to smiles, my sad to glad:<br>He's come for whom I waited long.<br>Thou di'st preserve him as he went;<br>In raging stormes did'st safely keep:<br>Did'st that ship bring to quiet Port.<br>The other sank low in the Deep.<br>From Dangers great thou did'st him free<br>Of Pyrates who were neer at hand;<br>And order'st so the adverse wind,<br>That he before them gott to Land.<br>In covntry strange thou did'st provide,<br>And freinds rais'd him in euery Place;<br>And courtesies of svndry sorts<br>From such as 'fore nere saw his face.<br>In sicknes when he lay full sore,<br>His help and his Physitian wer't;<br>When royall ones that Time did dye,<br>Thou heal'dst his flesh, and cheer'd his heart.<br>From troubles and Incúbers Thov,<br>Without (all fraud), did'st sett him free,<br>That, without scandall, he might come<br>To th'Land of his Nativity.<br>On Eagles wings him hether brovght<br>Thro: Want and Dangers manifold;<br>And thvs hath gravnted my Reqvest,<br>That I thy Mercyes might behold.<br>O help me pay my Vowes, O Lord!<br>That ever I may thankfull bee,<br>And may putt him in mind of what<br>Tho'st done for him, and so for me.<br>In both our hearts erect a frame<br>Of Duty and of Thankfullnes,<br>That all thy favours great receiv'd,<br>Oure vpright walking may expresse.<br>O Lord, gravnt that I may never forgett thy Loving kindnes in this Particular, and how gratiovsly thov hast answered my Desires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Bradstreet">Anne Bradstreet</a><div class=q>
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My feares to Joyes, my sighes to song,
My Teares to smiles, my sad to glad:
He's come for whom I waited long.
Thou di'st preserve him as he went;
In raging stormes did'st safely keep:
Did'st that ship bring to..."></div>
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