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.
Robert Herrick
Where these words come from
- 95% sureThese words were traced back to where they first appeared. That source is listed below.
- Upon a Child That Died; Complete public-domain six-line poem, read in Poetry Foundation web result. A child’s epitaph using flower and sleep metaphors; no unsupported identification of the child. Web excerpt retained as evidence.
- Upon a Child That Died
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