To My Dear and Loving Husband

By Anne Bradstreet 1612–1672 Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved 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 recompense.
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.

Source: The Complete Works of Anne Bradstreet (1981)

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Poet Anne Bradstreet 1612–1672

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

SCHOOL / PERIOD 17th Century

Subjects Living, Love, Marriage & Companionship, Relationships, Romantic Love

Occasions Engagement, Anniversary, Gratitude & Apologies, Weddings

Holidays Valentine's Day

Poetic Terms Couplet