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I have no children:
But tonight a poem came in which a small child, my daughter, appeared at the door of a half-lit room where late one night I wrote at a heavy desk.
And though interruption was hardly welcome I took her to myself, just as the poem, comforted this daughter until she found peace.
The poems as the children come as they will come.
Ben Jonson
Benjamin Jonson (c. 11 June 1572 – c. 16 August 1637[2]) was an English playwright and poet, whose artistry exerted a lasting influence upon Eng
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