EPITAPH
INSCRIBED TO RICHARD, WHO LOVES NOT THE SUBJECT.
Here lies,
(Speak softly,) one who dropped away
As a ripe berry from the spray;
She ended nine lives in a day.
(Speak softly,) one who dropped away
As a ripe berry from the spray;
She ended nine lives in a day.
Just at the sunset, as a spark
Winked by the firelight, did her bark
Put forth into the unknown dark.
Winked by the firelight, did her bark
Put forth into the unknown dark.
