Epitaph on Sir Edward Saquevil's Child, Who Dyed in His Birth
Reader, here lies a Child that never cry'd,
And therefore never dy'd,
'Twas neither old nor yong,
Born to this and the other world in one:
Let us then cease to mone,
Nothing that ever dy'd hath liv'd so long.
And therefore never dy'd,
'Twas neither old nor yong,
Born to this and the other world in one:
Let us then cease to mone,
Nothing that ever dy'd hath liv'd so long.
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