On My First Daughter
By Ben Jonson
Here lies to each her parents Ruth, Mary, the daughter of their youth: Yet, all heavens gifts, being heavens due, It makes the father, less, to rue. At six months end, she parted hence With safety of her innocence; Whose soul heavens queen, (whose name she bears) In comfort of her mothers 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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