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On My First Daughter

On My First Daughter by Ben Jonson      Here lies, to each her parents' ruth,   Mary, the daughter of their youth;   Yet all heaven's gifts being heaven's due,   It makes the father less to rue.   At six months' end, she parted hence   With safety of her innocence;   Whose soul heaven's queen, whose name she bears,   In comfort of her mother's tears,   Hath placed amongst her virgin-train:   Where, while that severed doth remain,   This grave partakes the fleshly birth;   Which cover lightly, gentle earth! 






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