Anne Bradstreet Poems
|41.||In Honour Of That High And Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth||5/10/2001|
|43.||Deliverance From A Fit Of Fainting||12/31/2002|
|45.||The Four Elements.||4/2/2010|
|46.||To My Dear Children.||4/2/2010|
|47.||Flesh And The Spirit, The||12/31/2002|
|48.||Here Follows Some Verses Upon The Burning Of Our House||1/3/2003|
|49.||The Flesh And The Spirit||5/10/2001|
|50.||By Night When Others Soundly Slept||5/10/2001|
|51.||To Her Father With Some Verses||5/10/2001|
|52.||A Dialogue Between Old England And New||5/10/2001|
|53.||Verses Upon The Burning Of Our House, July 18th, 1666||5/10/2001|
|55.||A Love Letter To Her Husband||12/31/2002|
|56.||Before The Birth Of One Of Her Children||5/10/2001|
|57.||A Letter To Her Husband||12/31/2002|
|58.||We May Live Together||12/31/2002|
|59.||Of The Four Ages Of Man||12/31/2002|
|60.||Author To Her Book, The||12/31/2002|
|61.||In Reference To Her Children||5/10/2001|
|62.||To My Dear And Loving Husband||5/10/2001|
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.
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone,
The silent night's the fittest time for moan;
But stay this once, unto my suit give ear,
And tell my griefs in either hemisphere.
(And if the whirling of thy wheels don't drown'd)
The woeful accents of my doleful sound,
If in thy swift carrier thou canst make stay,
I crave this boon, this errand by the way,
Commend me to the man more loved than life,