If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved 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, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
This is a great expression of a responsible relationship in bloom. In her art Anne Bradstreet was able to depict a love for her husband based on a foundation of understanding without absolute dependency.
Repetition: the first three lines begin with "if," emphasizing points that describe the same thing.
Metaphore: with an inderect metaphore she compares her love to that of something that can be exhausted such as that "which a river cannot quench. She also, through this line, excersizes the use of imagery with love fulfilled by water.
1 comment:
Umm. Ok, this entry was probably my least favorite of yours. While on the others you described the inner meanings of what they said, this one you slacked a bit and simply wrote about the litterary devices. The Reflection i felt was a bit week, but it does capture what she says in a nutshell. Diary entry is missing and so is Your essential question
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