Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/On an Infant in Wisbeach Churchyard
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On an Infant in Wisbeach Churchyard.
Beneath a sleeping infant lies; To earth her body's lent;More glorious she'll hereafter rise, Though not more innocent.When the Archangel's trump shall blow, And souls to bodies join,Millions will wish their lives below Had been as short as thine.