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.
Philips, Katherine, 1631-1664., Corneille, Pierre, 1606-1684., Corneille, Pierre, 1606-1684.
To Mris. M. A. upon Absence.
1.
'TIs now since I began to die
Four Months, yet still I gasping live;
Wrapp'd up in sorrow do I lie,
Hoping, yet doubting, a Reprieve.
Page 70Adam from Paradise expell'd
Just such a wretched Being held.
2.
'Tis not thy Love I fear to lose,
That will in spight of absence hold;
But 'tis the benefit and use
Is lost, as in imprison'd Gold:
Which though the Sum be ne're so great,
Enriches nothing but conceit.
3.
What angry Star then governs me
That I must feel a double smart,
Prisoner to fate as well as thee;
Kept from thy face, link'd to thy heart?
Because my Love all love excells,
Must my Grief have no Parallels?
4.
Sapless and dead as Winter here
I now remain, and all I see
Copies of my wild state appear,
But I am their Epitome.
Love me no more, for I am grown
Too dead and dull for thee to own.
