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.
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"Here she lies, a pretty bud,..."
"UPON A CHILD THAT DIED" by Robert Herrick is a deep english poem consisting of 6 lines. This English poem by Robert Herrick demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Here she lies, a pretty bud, Lately made of flesh and blood;...", this piece explores themes of deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Robert Herrick's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.