{"id":243,"date":"2010-02-26T17:46:48","date_gmt":"2010-02-26T17:46:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=243"},"modified":"2017-07-11T03:42:01","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T03:42:01","slug":"upon-the-burning-of-our-house-july-10th-1666-by-anne-bradstreet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/upon-the-burning-of-our-house-july-10th-1666-by-anne-bradstreet\/","title":{"rendered":"Upon the Burning of Our House, July 10th, 1666 by Anne Bradstreet"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)<\/p>\n

In silent night when rest I took,
\nFor sorrow neer I did not look,
\nI waken’d was with thundring nois
\nAnd Piteous shreiks of dreadfull voice.
\nThat fearfull sound of fire and fire,
\nLet no man know is my Desire.
\nI, starting up, the light did spye,
\nAnd to my God my heart did cry
\nTo strengthen me in my Distresse
\nAnd not to leave me succourlesse.
\nThen coming out beheld a space,
\nThe flame consume my dwelling place.<\/p>\n

And, when I could no longer look,
\nI blest his Name that gave and took,
\nThat layd my goods now in the dust:
\nYea so it was, and so ’twas just.
\nIt was his own: it was not mine;
\nFar be it that I should repine.<\/p>\n

He might of All justly bereft,
\nBut yet sufficient for us left.
\nWhen by the Ruines oft I past,
\nMy sorrowing eyes aside did cast,
\nAnd here and there the places spye
\nWhere oft I sate, and long did lye.<\/p>\n

Here stood that Trunk, and there that chest;
\nThere lay that store I counted best:
\nMy pleasant things in ashes lye,
\nAnd them behold no more shall I.
\nUnder thy roof no guest shall sitt,
\nNor at thy Table eat a bitt.<\/p>\n

No pleasant tale shall ‘ere be told,
\nNor things recounted done of old.
\nNo Candle ‘ere shall shine in Thee,
\nNor bridegroom’s voice ere heard shall bee.
\nIn silence ever shalt thou lye;
\nAdieu, Adeiu; All’s vanity.<\/p>\n

Then streight I gin my heart to chide,
\nAnd didst thy wealth on earth abide?
\nDidst fix thy hope on mouldring dust,
\nThe arm of flesh didst make thy trust?
\nRaise up thy thoughts above the skye
\nThat dunghill mists away may flie.<\/p>\n

Thou hast an house on high erect
\nFram’d by that mighty Architect,
\nWith glory richly furnished,
\nStands permanent tho’ this bee fled.
\nIt’s purchased, and paid for too
\nBy him who hath enough to doe.<\/p>\n

A Prise so vast as is unknown,
\nYet, by his Gift, is made thine own.
\nTher’s wealth enough, I need no more;
\nFarewell my Pelf, farewell my Store.
\nThe world no longer let me Love,
\nMy hope and Treasure lyes Above.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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