EpitaphE. BaconHeap not on this moundRoses that she loved so well;Why bewilder her with roses,That she cannot see or smell?She is happy where she liesWith the dust upon her eyes.
← LibraryE. Bacon · songEpitaphSong 2 of 2lyrics: Edna St. Vincent MillayAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongEpitaphlyrics: Edna St. Vincent MillayHeaphˈiːpnotnˈɒtonˈɒnthisðˈɪsmoundmˈaʊndRosesɹˈəʊzɪzthatðˈætsheʃˈiːlovedlˈʌvdsosˈəʊwellwˈɛl;Whywˈaɪbewilderbɪwˈɪldɐherhˈɜːwithwˈɪðrosesɹˈəʊzɪz,Thatðˈætsheʃˈiːcannotˈkænɒtseesˈiːorˈɔːsmellsmˈɛl?SheʃˈiːisˈɪzhappyhˈæpiwherewˈeəsheʃˈiːlieslˈaɪzWithwˈɪðtheðədustdˈʌstuponəpˈɒnherhˈɜːeyesˈaɪz.