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11. AN EPITAPH ON A CHILD, SON TO SIR W. H. KNIGHT.
Here lies, within a cabinet of stone,The dear remainder of a pretty one,
Who did in wit his years so far outpass,
His parents' wonder and their joy he was.
And by his face you might have deemed him
To be on earth some heavenly Cherubim.
Six years with life he labour'd, then deceased,
To keep the sabbath of eternal rest;
So that which many thousand able men
Are lab'ring for till threescore years and ten
This blessed child attained to ere seven,
And now enjoys it with the saints of Heaven.
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