To a Little GirlSleep on, little oneAll is well.Better to die thusThan go to Hell.Life is cold and hardDeath is sweetMany the traps are setFor wandering feet.Would I could die as thouHast done this dayIn childish faith and loveBe ta'en away.Rest, my little oneFlowers on your breastSafe in the cold earth's armsEver at rest.Katherine Mansfield, written at the age of 15- thank you, Antonia