“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 recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold repay, Then while we live, in love let's so persevere That when we live no more, we may live ever.”
Quote by Anne Bradstreet
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To My Husband and Other Poems
This volume compiles a series of poems that explore themes of love, partnership, and devotion, offering readers a glimpse into the emotional depth and beauty of these sentiments. more
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