Anne Bradstreet (1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)
Poems of Anne Bradstreet
| 1. | A Dialogue between Old England and New | 5/10/2001 |
| 2. | A Letter to Her Husband | 12/31/2002 |
| 3. | A Love Letter to Her Husband | 12/31/2002 |
| 4. | An Apology | 4/2/2010 |
| 5. | An EPITAPH On my dear and ever honoured Mother Mrs. Dorothy Dudley, who deceased Decemb. 27. 1643. a | 4/2/2010 |
| 6. | Another | 5/10/2001 |
| 7. | Another (II) | 5/10/2001 |
| 8. | As spring the winter doth succeed | 4/2/2010 |
| 9. | As weary pilgrim, now at rest | 4/2/2010 |
| 10. | Author to her Book, The | 12/31/2002 |
| 11. | Before the Birth of One of Her Children | 5/10/2001 |
| 12. | By Night when Others Soundly Slept | 5/10/2001 |
| 13. | Childhood | 4/2/2010 |
| 14. | Contemplations | 5/10/2001 |
| 15. | Davids Lamentation for Saul and Jonathan. | 4/2/2010 |
| 16. | Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting | 12/31/2002 |
| 17. | Deliverance from Another Sore Fit | 12/31/2002 |
| 18. | Epitaphs | 12/31/2002 |
| 19. | Flesh and the Spirit, The | 12/31/2002 |
| 20. | For Deliverance from a feaver. | 4/2/2010 |
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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,
