From "The Author to Her Book"
By Anne Bradstreet
"Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth didst by my side remain,
Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad, exposed to public view...
At thy return my blushing was not small,
My RAMBLING BRAT (in print) should mother call..."
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