Poems by the most deservedly admired Mrs. Katherine Philips, the matchless Orinda ; to which is added Monsieur Corneille's Pompey & Horace, tragedies ; with several other translations out of French.
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Poems by the most deservedly admired Mrs. Katherine Philips, the matchless Orinda ; to which is added Monsieur Corneille's Pompey & Horace, tragedies ; with several other translations out of French.
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Philips, Katherine, 1631-1664.
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London :: Printed by J.M. for H. Herringman ...,
1667.
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"Poems by the most deservedly admired Mrs. Katherine Philips, the matchless Orinda ; to which is added Monsieur Corneille's Pompey & Horace, tragedies ; with several other translations out of French." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A54716.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 24, 2024.
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SCEN. I.
Old Horace, and Camilla.
Old HORACE.
Go, no more breath for such a Coward lose,Let him flye me as he has done his foes;To save that wretched Life he held so dear,He has done little; if he now appear,Sabina may prevent it, or I vowBy all the Powers to which we mortals bow—
CAMILLA.
Oh Sir! this cruel thought no more pursue,Or Rome her self will kinder be than you,
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And she as much as she by this does lose;Valour opprest by number will excuse.
Old HORACE.
I'm not concern'd what mercy Rome confers,I have a Father's rights distinct from hers;And know what genuine Vertue would have done,It might be worsted, but not trampled on;True valour never knows a base allay,And though it lose, can never yield the day.But let us hear what does Valerius bring.
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