By Night When Others Soundly Slept

Anne Bradstreet

By night when others soundly slept
And hath at once both ease and Rest,
My waking eyes were open kept
And so to lie I found it best.

I sought him whom my Soul did Love,
With tears I sought him earnestly.
He bow'd his ear down from Above.
In vain I did not seek or cry.

My hungry Soul he fill'd with Good;
He in his Bottle put my tears,
My smarting wounds washt in his blood,
And banisht thence my Doubts and fears.

What to my Saviour shall I give
Who freely hath done this for me?
I'll serve him here whilst I shall live
And Loue him to Eternity 

Next 10 Poems

• Anne Bradstreet : Contemplations
• Anne Bradstreet : Deliverance From A Fit Of Fainting
• Anne Bradstreet : Deliverance From Another Sore Fit
• Anne Bradstreet : Epitaphs
• Anne Bradstreet : Flesh And The Spirit, The
• Anne Bradstreet : Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations
• Anne Bradstreet : In Honour Of That High And Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth
• Anne Bradstreet : In Memory Of My Dear Grandchild Anne Bradstreet, Who Deceased June 20, 1699, Being Three Years And Seven Months Old
• Anne Bradstreet : In Reference To Her Children, 23 June 1659
• Anne Bradstreet : In Thankful Remembrance For My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662

Previous 10 Poems

• Anne Bradstreet : Before The Birth Of One Of Her Children
• Anne Bradstreet : Author To Her Book, The
• Anne Bradstreet : Another ( Ii )
• Anne Bradstreet : Another
• Anne Bradstreet : A Love Letter To Her Husband
• Anne Bradstreet : A Letter To Her Husband, Absent Upon Public Employment
• Anne Bradstreet : A Letter To Her Husband
• Anne Bradstreet : A Dialogue Between Old England And New
• William Lisle Bowles : Xiv. On A Distant View Of England.
• William Lisle Bowles : Xiii. O Time! Who Know'st A Lenient Hand To Lay...