Anne Bradstreet - Meditation 38 lyrics

Some children are hardly weaned although the teat be rub'd with wormwood or mustard, they will either wipe it off, or else s** down sweet and bitter together so is it with some Christians, let god imbitter all the sweets of this life, that so they might feed upon more substantiall food, yet they are so childishly sottish that they are still huging and s**ing these empty brests, that god is forced to hedg up their way with thornes or lay affliction on their loynes that so they might shake hands with the world before it bid them farwell