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.

To Regina Collier, on her cruelty to Philaster.

TRiumphant Queen of scorn! how ill doth sit In all that Sweetness, such injurious Wit? Unjust and Cruel! what can be your prize, To make one heart a double Sacrifice? Where such ingenious Rigour you do shew, To break his Heart, you break his Image too; And by a Tyranny that's strange and new, You murther him because he worships you. No pride can raise you, or can make him start, Since Love and Honour do enrich his heart. Be Wise and Good, lest when Fate will be just, She should o'rethrow those glories in the dust, Rifle your Beauties, and you thus forlorn▪ Make a cheap Victim to another's scorn; And in those Fetters which you do upbraid, Your self a wretched Captive may be made. Redeem the poyson'd Age, let it be seen There's no such freedom as to serve a Queen. But you I see are lately Round-head grown, And whom you vanquish you insult upon.