Sleep, Adam, sleep lyrics
by Henry Purcell
Sleep, Adam, sleep, and take thy rest
Let no sad thoughts possess thy Breast;
But when thou wak’st, look up, and see
What thy Creator hath done for thee:
A Creature from thy Side is ta’ne
Who ’till thou wake, she wants a Name;
Flesh of thy Flesh, Bone of thy Bone
A Mate most fit for thee alone
Wake, Adam, wake, to embrace thy Bride
Who is newly risen from thy Side;
But in the midst of thy Delights, beware
Lest her Enticements prove thy Snare