
SSM Launcher

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Ben Jonson (1573-1637)
On my first daughter:
Here lyes to each her parents ruth, Mary, the daughter of their youth Yet, all heavens gifts, being heavens due, It makes the father, lesse, to rue At six moneths end, shee parted hence With safetie of her innocence; Whose soule heavens Queene, (whose name shee baeres) In comfort of her mothers teares, Hath plac'd amongst her virgin-traine: Where, while that sever'd doth remaine, This grave partakes the fleshly birth Which cover lightly, gentle earth.
remembered this poem from english classes. not entirely similar, but the man who wrote it found peace with the death of his daughter, i hope you can do the same.
This post has been edited by ChielScape: Mar 14 2008, 08:51 AM
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