Anne Bradstreet

(1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)

Anne Bradstreet Poems

1. In Memory of My Dear Grandchild Elizabeth Bradstreet 7/14/2015
2. The Four Monarchyes, The Assyrian Being The First, Beginning Under Nimrod, 131. Years After The Floo 4/2/2010
3. On My Son's Return Out Of England, July 17, 1661. 4/2/2010
4. On My Dear Grand-Child Simon Bradstreet, Who Dyed On 16. Novemb. 1669. Being But A Moneth, And One D 4/2/2010
5. The Romane Monarchy, Being The Fourth And Last, Beginninganno Mundi , 3213. 4/2/2010
6. Of The Four Humours In Mans Constitution. 4/2/2010
7. To Her Most Honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq; These Humbly Presented. 4/2/2010
8. The Third Monarchy, Being The Grecian, Beginning Under Alexander The Great In The 112. Olympiad. 4/2/2010
9. To The Memory Of My Dear Daughter In Law, Mrs. Mercy Bradstreet, Who Deceased Sept. 6. 1669. In The 4/2/2010
10. Upon My Son Samuel His Goeing For England, Novem. 6, 1657. 4/2/2010
11. Upon My Daughter Hannah Wiggin Her Recouery From A Dangerous Feaver. 4/2/2010
12. What God Is Like To Him I Serve 4/2/2010
13. My Thankfull Heart With Glorying Tongue 4/2/2010
14. The Four Elements. 4/2/2010
15. An Epitaph On My Dear And Ever Honoured Mother Mrs. Dorothy Dudley, Who Deceased Decemb. 27. 1643. A 4/2/2010
16. The Four Seasons Of The Year. 4/2/2010
17. An Apology 4/2/2010
18. For Deliverance From A Feaver. 4/2/2010
19. Davids Lamentation For Saul And Jonathan. 4/2/2010
20. Upon A Fit Of Sickness 12/31/2002
21. For The Restoration Of My Dear Husband From A Burning Ague, June, 1661. 4/2/2010
22. To The Memory Of My Dear And Ever Honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq; Who Deceased, July 31. 1653. An 4/2/2010
23. Childhood 4/2/2010
24. Upon My Dear And Loving Husband His Going Into England Jan. 16, 1661 12/31/2002
25. In Thankful Remembrance 12/31/2002
26. Spirit 12/31/2002
27. Upon Some Distemper Of Body 5/10/2001
28. Vanity Of All Worldly Things, The 12/31/2002
29. Deliverance From Another Sore Fit 12/31/2002
30. As Spring The Winter Doth Succeed 4/2/2010
31. As Weary Pilgrim, Now At Rest 4/2/2010
32. Another (Ii) 5/10/2001
33. The Prologue 12/31/2002
34. To My Dear Children. 4/2/2010
35. A Dialogue Between Old England And New 5/10/2001
36. To Her Father With Some Verses 5/10/2001
37. Epitaphs 12/31/2002
38. In My Solitary Hours In My Dear Husband His Absence 1/3/2003
39. The Author To Her Book 5/10/2001
40. Meditations Divine And Moral 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Anne Bradstreet

To My Dear And Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

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The Author To Her Book

Thou ill-form'd offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth did'st by my side remain,
Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad expos'd to public view,
Made thee in rags, halting to th' press to trudge,
Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).
At thy return my blushing was not small,
My rambling brat (in print) should mother call.
I cast thee by as one unfit for light,

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