Virgins promised when I died,
That they would each primrose-tide
Duly, morn and evening, come,
And with flowers dress my tomb.
--Having promised, pay your debts
Maids, and here strew violets.
Classic poem
AN EPITAPH UPON A CHILD
Public domain/Source
About this poem
- First line
- Virgins promised when I died,
- Poet
- Robert Herrick
- Themes
- nature, death, sea, night
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