My 8x great grandmother, Anne Bradstreet, wrote poetry during the seventeenth century, and she became known as one of America’s first poets. Although she was born in Northhampton, England, in her later years, she resided in Andover, Massachusetts.
One of her poems, In Reference to her Children, the mother and poet wrote about her her love for eight children.
Her first book of poetry, The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung up in America, was published in 1650. It was the only book of her poetry printed in her lifetime.
Painting of Anne Dudley Bradstreet by LaDonna Gulley Warrick
“I am obnoxious to each carping tongue
Who says my hand a needle better fits.
A poet’s pen all scorn I should thus wrong
For such despite they cast on female wits;
If what I do prove well, it won’t advance,
They’ll say it’s stolen, or else, it was by chance.”
-Anne Bradstreet
A Woman of Faith and Words: My Grandmother, Anne Bradstreet
Throughout history, a woman’s role in American society has been a delicate balancing act, fraught with challenges. Expectations—both societal and personal—have long demanded our time, energy, and devotion. Outdated traditions and rigid norms have sought to manipulate and shame even the strongest of women, pressing them into roles defined by others. Whether managing the home, a career, or both, women have continually sought ways to uphold their responsibilities while carving out space for their own passions and creative pursuits.
So imagine my surprise—and my delight—when I discovered that one of my ancestors, Anne Bradstreet, was not only a woman of deep faith but also a quiet feminist who pursued her dreams despite the societal and religious constraints of her time. Though she lived in a strict Puritan society that carefully monitored a woman’s place in the world, Anne found the courage to write poetry—poetry that reflected her spiritual musings, her love for her family, and her reflections as a wife and mother in an unfamiliar land.
A Young Woman of Learning
Born in Northampton, England, Anne was raised in a household that, while devoutly Puritan, also valued education. Her father, Thomas Dudley, served as steward to Theophilus Clinton, the Earl of Lincoln, whose estate provided the family with both comfort and opportunity. The Earl, also a Puritan, welcomed religious leaders into his home, allowing Anne to hear sermons and theological discussions firsthand.
Unlike many women of her time, Anne was educated. Though she never received formal schooling, her father ensured she had access to the Earl’s extensive library. Under his guidance, she studied the classics, theology, history, literature, art, and music. She even became proficient in multiple languages.
During this time, she met Simon Bradstreet, a young Cambridge University graduate who came to work as her father’s assistant. By the age of sixteen, Anne and Simon were married, and soon after, Simon secured a position as steward for the Dowager Countess of Warwick. The couple moved to Warwick, but their time there was brief—political and religious tensions in England were rising, and the Puritans, increasingly at odds with the monarchy, sought a new future in the American colonies.
A New World, A New Life
In 1630, Anne, Simon, and her parents embarked on the long and treacherous journey to the Massachusetts Bay Colony aboard the Arbella, traveling under the leadership of John Winthrop. After three grueling months at sea, they arrived in Salem, Massachusetts, only to find a struggling settlement on the brink of starvation. The colonists were malnourished, supplies were scarce, and sickness spread rapidly. The constant threat of attacks from native tribes added to the tension.
For Anne, the transition was not easy. She left behind the comforts of England for the unknown wilderness of the New World. Later, in a letter to her children, she recalled her initial feelings of despair:
“After a short time, I changed my condition and was marryed, and came into this Country, where I found a new world and new manners, at which my heart rose. But after I was convinced it was the way of God, I submitted to it and joined to the church at Boston.”
Though the family settled together, their lives were far from stable. They moved frequently, trying to carve out an existence in this unforgiving land. Anne’s father and husband became deeply involved in the colony’s leadership, with both serving as governors of Massachusetts Bay. Simon, in particular, was a lawyer, judge, and lawmaker, often away from home for long stretches of time. Anne, left to care for their ever-growing family, deeply missed her husband. In an era where public expressions of romantic love were frowned upon, she boldly wrote of her devotion:
“If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.”
Poetry in a Puritan World
Over the years, Anne gave birth to eight children:
Samuel (1633)
Dorothy (1635)
Sarah (1638)
Simon (1640)
Hannah (1642)
Mercy (1645)
Dudley (1648)
John (1652)
Though she suffered from poor health—having battled smallpox as a child and later enduring partial paralysis—Anne found solace in her faith and in her writing. Many believe she began composing poetry in her teenage years, using it as a means of self-expression in a society that discouraged women from intellectual pursuits.
Her poetry reflected her deep faith, her devotion to family, and her observations of life in the Puritan world. Despite societal norms deeming such work unsuitable for women, she continued to write, sharing her verses with family and close friends. One of her dearest friends, Anne Hutchinson, was an outspoken woman who challenged religious authorities and was ultimately banished from the colony. Though Anne Bradstreet did not follow in Hutchinson’s radical footsteps, she, too, defied expectations—though more subtly, through the written word.
For most of her life, her poetry remained private. However, in 1650, without her apparent knowledge, her brother-in-law, John Woodbridge, took a collection of her poems to England and had them published under the title The Tenth Muse, Lately Sprung Up in America. With this, Anne Bradstreet became the first female poet published in both England and, later, America.
She wrote of her children, comparing them to birds in a nest:
“I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest.”
Her words captured the complexities of motherhood, marriage, and faith. They revealed a woman unafraid to share her thoughts and emotions, despite living in a world that often sought to silence her.
A Lasting Legacy
Anne Bradstreet found peace in her faith, her poetry, and her quiet defiance of societal constraints. She was a woman who followed her heart’s calling, even when it went against the expectations of her time. She was bold, resilient, and unwavering in her pursuit of writing, even when her world sought to limit her.
As I reflect on her life, I see in her a woman much like the strong women I have known and admired—women who balance faith and family, who persevere through hardship, and who refuse to be defined by the limitations imposed upon them. Her words continue to inspire, not only as a testament to her strength but as a reminder that passion and purpose should never be ignored.
Now, I share her story with my daughter and grandchildren, passing down not just the legacy of her poetry, but the essence of who she was—a woman of faith, a mother, a thinker, and a quiet rebel in her own right.
Through Anne’s words, I have found strength. She has reminded me that, at the end of the day, it does not matter what the world believes—what matters is the courage to follow the path set before us.
And for that, I am eternally grateful.
An image in The Works of Anne Bradstreet in Prose and Verse by John Harvard Ellis
Anne Bradstreet, stained glass; St. Botolph’s Church, Boston, Lincolnshire, England
The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung Up in America (1650)
Anne Bradstreet’s notebook; discovered in a New Haven junk shop in the 1930’s.
Frey, Sylvia R., and Marian J. Morton. New world, new roles: a documentary history of women in pre-industrial America. New York: Greenwood Press, 1986. Print.
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