Epitaph upon a Child that died
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 strewings, but not stir
The earth that lightly covers her.
Daily poem
The poem for May 6, 2023 is "Epitaph upon a Child that died" by 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 strewings, but not stir
The earth that lightly covers her.
Poem A Day
Favorite poems in the app and return to tomorrow's classic reader.