Robert Herrick - AN EPITAPH UPON A CHILD

Robert Herrick - AN EPITAPH UPON A CHILD

Virgins promised when I died, br That they would each primrose-tide br Duly, morn and evening, come, br And with flowers dress my tomb. br --Having promised, pay your debts br Maids, and here strew violets.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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