Anne Bradstreet

(1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)

Anne Bradstreet Poems

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
21. For The Restoration Of My Dear Husband From A Burning Ague, June, 1661. 4/2/2010
22. Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations 12/31/2002
23. Here Follows Some Verses Upon The Burning Of Our House 1/3/2003
24. In Honour Of That High And Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth 5/10/2001
25. In Memory of My Dear Grandchild Elizabeth Bradstreet 7/14/2015
26. In My Solitary Hours In My Dear Husband His Absence 1/3/2003
27. In Reference To Her Children 5/10/2001
28. In Thankful Remembrance 12/31/2002
29. Meditations Divine And Moral 12/31/2002
30. My Thankfull Heart With Glorying Tongue 4/2/2010
31. Of The Four Ages Of Man 12/31/2002
32. Of The Four Humours In Mans Constitution. 4/2/2010
33. On My Dear Grand-Child Simon Bradstreet, Who Dyed On 16. Novemb. 1669. Being But A Moneth, And One D 4/2/2010
34. On My Son's Return Out Of England, July 17, 1661. 4/2/2010
35. Spirit 12/31/2002
36. The Author To Her Book 5/10/2001
37. The Flesh And The Spirit 5/10/2001
38. The Four Elements. 4/2/2010
39. The Four Monarchyes, The Assyrian Being The First, Beginning Under Nimrod, 131. Years After The Floo 4/2/2010
40. The Four Seasons Of The Year. 4/2/2010
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.

Read the full of To My Dear And Loving Husband

A Letter To Her Husband

Absent upon Public Employment

My head, my heart, mine eyes, my life, nay more,
My joy, my magazine, of earthly store,
If two be one, as surely thou and I,
How stayest thou there, whilst I at Ipswich lie?
So many steps, head from the heart to sever,
If but a neck, soon should we be together.
I, like the Earth this season, mourn in black,

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