 | The works of Anne Bradstreet in prose and verse |  |
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Upon the Author.
'Twere extream folly should I dare attempt,To praise this Authors worth with complement;
None but her self must dare commend her parts,
Whose sublime brain's the Synopsis of Arts.
Nature and skill, here both in one agree,
To frame this Master-piece of Poetry:
False Fame, belye their Sex no more, it can
Surpass, or parallel, the best of Man.
C. B.
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