Upon A Child That Died
Read 'Upon A Child That Died' by 'Robert Herrick' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
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.
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