Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Friendship
Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Epitaph on an Infant.
Recorded in John Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, ninth edition, 1905 printing.