unknown author, Tixall Poetry — On the Death of Mrs Moore's Little Sonne… (1813)
“ Soone blasted by the frost or wind,Call nature, or the yeare, unkind?In natures bookes, who knows but yet,In some by leafe, it may be writt,From th' ashes where that plant had stood,Might, phœnix-like, grow up a wood? ”
