Anne Bradstreet

Another awesome female poet! Anne Bradstreet was way before her time.

The Author To Her Book

Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth did’st by my side remain,
Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad exposed to public view,
Made thee in rags, halting to th’ press to trudge,
Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).
At thy return my blushing was not small,
My rambling brat (in print) should mother call.
I cast thee by as one unfit for light,
The visage was so irksome in my sight,
Yet being mine own, at length affection would
Thy blemishes amend, if so I could.
I washed thy face, but more defects I saw,
And rubbing off a spot, still made a flaw.
I stretcht thy joints to make thee even feet,
Yet still thou run’st more hobbling than is meet.
In better dress to trim thee was my mind,
But nought save home-spun cloth, i’ th’ house I find.
In this array, ‘mongst vulgars may’st thou roam.
In critic’s hands, beware thou dost not come,
And take thy way where yet thou art not known.
If for thy father askt, say, thou hadst none;
And for thy mother, she alas is poor,
Which caused her thus to send thee out of door. 

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Libraryhill
    Apr 14, 2011 @ 23:42:09

    Oh, I love Bradstreet. Remember reading her in Mary Punches class oh so long ago? 🙂

  2. kawzmikgirl
    Apr 14, 2011 @ 23:45:28

    I do! That’s what made me remember her! I miss those days!

  3. Libraryhill
    Apr 14, 2011 @ 23:46:40

    I miss it too. Life was so simple back then (for me, anyways)…

  4. kawzmikgirl
    Apr 14, 2011 @ 23:51:19

    me too!

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