ON MY FIRST DAUGHTER

1897

HERE lies to each her parent's 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 among her virgin train:
Where, while that severed doth remain,
This grave partakes the fleshly birth,
Which cover lightly, gentle earth.

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