Robert Herrick - UPON A CHILD THAT DIED

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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

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