Poems by the incomparable Mrs. K.P.

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Poems by the incomparable Mrs. K.P.
Author
Philips, Katherine, 1631-1664.
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London :: Printed by J.G. for Rich. Marriott ...,
1664.
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XIX. A Dialogue of Absence 'twixt Lucasia and Orinda. Set by Mr. Hen. Lawes.

Luc.
SAy, my Orinda, why so sad?
Orin.
Absence frō thee doth tear my heart; Which, since with thine it union had, Each parting splits.
Luc.
And can we part?
Orin.
Our Bodies must.
Luc.
But never we: Our Souls, without the help of Sense,

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By wayes more noble and more free Can meet, and hold intelligence:
Orin.
And yet those Souls, when first they met, Lookt out at windows through the Eyes.
Luc.
But soon did such acquaintance get, Not Fate nor Time can them surprize.
Orin.
Absence will rob us of that bliss To which this Friendship title brings: Love's fruits and joyes are made by this Useless as Crowns to captiv'd Kings.
Luc.
Friendship's a Science, and we know There Contemplation's most employ'd.
Orin.
Religion's so, but practick too, And both by niceties destroy'd.
Luc.
But who ne're parts can never meet, And so that happiness were lost.
Orin.
Thus Pain and Death are sadly sweet, Since Health and Heav'n such price must cost.

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Chorus.
But we shall come where no rude hand shall sever, And there wee'l meet and part no more for ever.
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