ROAMING in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening
towards
immortality,
And the vast all that is call’d Evil I saw hastening to merge itself and become lost
and
dead.
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Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
by Anne Bradstreet1 To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings,
2 Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun,
3 For my mean Pen are too superior things;
4 Or how they all, or each their dates have run,