Robert Herrick - Epitaph upon a Child that died

Robert Herrick - Epitaph upon a Child that died

HERE she lies, a pretty bud, br Lately made of flesh and blood: br Who as soon fell fast asleep br As her little eyes did peep. br Give her strewings, but not stir br The earth that lightly covers her.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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