Epigrams: On my First Son by Ben Jonson
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;My sin was too much hope of thee, lov’d boy.Seven years tho’ wert lent to me, and I thee pay,Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.O, could I lose all father now! For whyWill man lament the state he should envy?To have so soon ‘scap’d world’s …