English poem
I cannot wonder at Apollo now
by Anne Bradstreet (1612–1672)
I cannot wonder at Apollo now, That he with Female Laurel crown'd his brow, That made him witty: had I leave to chose, My Verse should be a page unto your Muse
More by Anne Bradstreet
- Deliverance From A Fit Of Fainting
- Deliverance From Another Sore Fit
- Epitaphs
- Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations
- In honour Of Du Bartas, 1641.
- In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH
- In Memory Of My Dear Grand-Child Elizabeth Bradstreet, Who Deceased August, 1665, Being A Year And Half Old.
- In Memory Of My Dear Grandchild Anne Bradstreet, Who Deceased June 20, 1699, Being Three Years And Seven Months Old