Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph on the Poet’s Daughter

HERE lies a rose, a budding rose,
  Blasted before its bloom;
Whose innocence did sweets disclose
  Beyond that flower’s perfume.

To those who for her loss are grieved,
  This consolation’s given-
She’s from a world of woe relieved,
  And blooms a rose in heaven.

1. The Day Returns
2. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
3. Peg-A-Ramsey
4. Verses to a Young Lady, Miss Graham of Fintry, with a Present of Songs
5. To a Young Lady, Miss Jessy Lewars, Dumfries, with Books which the Bard Presented her

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