To My Dear and Loving Husband

  • Posted on: 27 December 2010
  • By: admin

Time Period: 1612-1672
by Anne Bradstreet

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 three, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens rewards thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love lets so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.