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Epitaph Upon A Child That Died

Epitaph Upon A Child That Died - Robert Herrick

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

Robert Herrick


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