Introduction: Anne Bradstreet (1612–1672)

Like many women of her era, Anne Bradstreet’s life quite literally depended upon those of her male relatives. In Bradstreet’s case, these relatives were her father, Thomas Dudley (1576–1653), and her husband Simon Bradstreet (1603–1697). Her father encouraged Bradstreet’s literary bent; her husband caused her emigration from England to America. Both guided her Puritan faith. She met Simon Bradstreet through his and her father’s working for the estate of the Earl of Lincoln (1600– 1667), a Puritan. Simon Bradstreet helped form the Massachusetts Bay Company. With him, Anne Bradstreet sailed on the Arbella to become a member of that colony.

Despite this dependence, Bradstreet showed independence of mind and spirit quite remarkable for a woman of her era. She felt that the Bible was not fulfilling the religious enlightenment and transcendence she sought. In America, she eventually saw firsthand, so to speak, the hand of the God to whom she would devote herself. Even as she fulfilled a woman’s “appointed” domestic role and duties as wife and mother, Bradstreet realized her individual voice and vision through the poetry she wrote from her childhood on. Her poetic ambitions appear through the complex poetic forms in which she wrote, including rhymed discourses and “Quaternions,” or fourpart poems focusing on four topics of fours: the four elements, the four humors, the four ages of man, and the four seasons. Her ambitions show also in the poets whose work she emulated or learned from, poets including Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586), Edmund Spenser (1552–1599), and John Donne (1572–1631).

Her ambition may not have been to publish her work. It was due to another male relative, her brother-in-law John Woodbridge (1613–1696), that her manuscript of poems was published. He brought the manuscript with him to London where it was published in 1651 as The Tenth Muse Lately Spring Up in America, By a Gentlewoman of Those Parts. The first book of poetry published by an American, it gained strong notice in England and Europe.

These poems use allusion and erudition to characterize Bradstreet’s unique, “womanly” voice. Poems later added to this book, some after her death, augment this voice through their simplicity and their attention to the concrete details of daily life. With personal lyricism, these poems give voice to Bradstreet’s meditations on God and God’s trials—such as her own illness, the burning of her house, and the deaths of grandchildren—as well as God’s gifts, such as marital love.

Poems

The Author to Her Book

My head, my heart, mine eyes, my life, — nay, more. 
My joy, my magazine of earthly store, — 
If two be one, as surely thou and I. 
How stayest thou there, whilst I at Ipswich lie ? — 
So many steps head from the heart to sever; 
If but a neck soon should we be together. 
I, like the earth this season, mourn in black. 
My sun is gone so far in his zodiac. 
Whom whilst I enjoyed nor storms nor frosts I felt. 
His warmth such frigid colds did cause to melt.
My chilled limbs now numbed lie forlorn; 
Return, return, sweet Sol, from Capricorn! 
In this dead time, alas, what can I more 
Than view those fruits which through thy heat I bore? — 
Which sweet contentment yield me for a space. 
True living piftures of their father's face. 
strange effeft! now thou art southward gone 
1 weary grow, the tedious day so long; 
But when thou northward to me shalt return 
I wish my sun may never set, but burn 
Within the Cancer of my glowing breast. 
The welcome house of him my dearest guest. 
Where ever, ever stay, and go not thence 
Till nature's sad decree shall call thee hence. 
Flesh of thy flesh, bone of thy bone, 
I here, thou there, yet both but one.