To+My+Dear+and+Loving+Husband+by,+Anne+Bradstreet

TO MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND
F ever two were one, then surely we. A If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; A If ever wife was happy in a man, B Compare with me, ye women, if you can. B
 * //by: Anne Bradstreet (c.1612-1672)//**

I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold C Or all the riches that the East doth hold. C My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, D Nor ought but love from thee give recompence. D Thy love is such I can no way repay. E

The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray. E Then while we live, in love let's so persevere, F That when we live no more, we may live ever. F

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