"Upon Some Distemper of Body"
http://www.annebradstreet.com/upon_some_distemper_of_body.htm
In anguish of my heart replete with woes, And wasting pains, which best my body knows, In tossing slumbers on my wakeful bed, Bedrenched with tears that flowed from mournful head, Till nature had exhausted all her store, Then eyes lay dry, disabled to weep more; And looking up unto his throne on high, Who sendeth help to those in misery; He chased away those clouds and let me see My anchor cast i' th' vale with safety. He eased my soul of woe, my flesh of pain, and brought me to the shore from troubled main.
Response:
It seems that who ever Bradstreet is talking about has been through many things. She points out that this person is tossing in there sleep, they cry, and she sits in bed till she can't cry no more. This character seems as if she lost some one that was close to them. Bradstreet as shows us that this person is full of misery which tells me that they regret losing that person.
Diary Entry:
I have read this poem and all that i can think of is this journey to America and if it will bring me misery, like the person in the poem Like them i am leaving many loved ones behind to pursue this so called American Dream. But for now I feel as if I am doing the right thing coming to America. Though we have been traveling only a day i cant not tell if what i have chosen will bring me misery. Sincerely, James William
Essential Question:
Sadly,for this person they will not be able to excess the american dream with out there loved one. It seems that there dream is to be united with there husband but she cant. Becouase his is not present in her life.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
BradStreet "Upon Some Distemper of Body"
Posted by arry at 7:06 AM
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1 comments:
I did not read this piece, but you explained it well. Did she go in-depth in the narrative about the misery or was she vague? I think that your journal entry was creative to make your character skeptical about even coming to america.
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