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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 recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love lets so persevere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
This poem is in the public domain.
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Anne Bradstreet (1612 - 1672) was America’s first poet. Married at sixteen to Simon Bradstreet, who later became governor of Massachusetts Bay Colony, Anne arrived in America in 1630. Cultured and well educated, Anne’s poems tend to focus on domestic and religious themes, although she had no problems taking on the topics of politics, education, and history. In fact, Anne may have been our first feminist; she was a devoted wife and mother (of eight!) but felt quite free to speak her mind and was well respected in her community. Her brother-in-law took her manuscript, The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung Up in America, By a Gentlewoman of Those Parts, back to England without Anne’s knowledge, and had it published, making her the author of the first book published by an American woman. Learn more about her here.
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EstherJ:
The poem is lovely. Learning about Anne Bradstreet (I also read the linked article) is inspiring.
Posted 06/17/2024 10:20 AM
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Larry Schug:
Astute comments, Ross. I wonder at the nature of "love" in the 1600's.
Posted 06/17/2024 08:00 AM
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Ross Kightly:
Oh yes, Jayne - it is important to remember that we didn't invent feminism [nor most of the positive -isms] in the 20th or 21st centuries! Mistress Bradstreet at her best is worthy company to Marvell, Vaughan and Herbert... even perhaps the great John Donne; no doubt about it. Good one to bring to our attention, thank you.
Posted 06/17/2014 01:31 AM
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TheSilverOne:
Fascinating bio.
Posted 06/16/2014 11:31 PM
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