'Daughter, dear daughter,' old Lucretius cries, (1752)
'That life was mine which thou hast here deprived. (1753)
If in the child the father's image lies, (1754)
Where shall I live now Lucrece is unlived? (1755)
Thou wast not to this end from me derived.
If children pre-decease progenitors, (1757)
We are their offspring, and they none of ours.