English poem
An Epitaph On My Dear And Ever Honoured Mother Mrs. Dorothy Dudley, Who Deceased Decemb. 27. 1643. And Of Her Age, 61.
by Anne Bradstreet (1612–1672)
Here lyes, A worthy Matron of unspotted life, A loving Mother and obedient wife, A friendly Neighbor, pitiful to poor, Whom oft she fed, and clothed with her store; To Servants wisely aweful, but yet kind, And as they did, so they reward did find: A true Instructer of her Family, The which she ordered with dexterity. The publick meetings ever did frequent, And in her Closet constant hours she spent; Religious in all her words and wayes, Preparing still for death, till end of dayes: Of all her Children, Children, liv'd to see, Then dying, left a blessed memory.
More by Anne Bradstreet
- A Love Letter To Her Husband
- An Anagram
- An Apology
- An Elegie Upon That Honourable And Renowned Knight Sir Philip Sidney, Who Was Untimely Slain At The Siege Of Zutphen, Anno, 1586.
- Another
- Another to Mrs. Anne Bradstreet, Author of this Poem
- Before The Birth Of One Of Her Children
- Before the Birth of One of Her Children