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 |
On Rosania's Apostacy, and Lucasia's Friendship.
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On Rosania's Apostacy, and Lucasia's Friendship.
Great Soul of Friendship whither art thou fled,
Where dost thou now chuse to repose thy head?
Or art thou nothing but voice, air and name,
Found out to put Souls in pursuit of fame?
Thy flames being thought Immortal, we may doubt
Whether they e're did burn that see them out.
Where dost thou now chuse to repose thy head?
Or art thou nothing but voice, air and name,
Found out to put Souls in pursuit of fame?
Thy flames being thought Immortal, we may doubt
Whether they e're did burn that see them out.
Go weary'd Soul find out thy wonted rest,
In the safe Harbour of Orinda's brest,
There all unknown Adventures thou hast found
In thy late transmigrations expound;
That so Rosania's darkness may be known
To be her want of Lustre, not thy own.
In the safe Harbour of Orinda's brest,
There all unknown Adventures thou hast found
In thy late transmigrations expound;
That so Rosania's darkness may be known
To be her want of Lustre, not thy own.
Then to the Great Lucasia have recourse,
There gather up new excellence and force,
Till by a free unbyass'd clear Commerce,
Endearments which no Tongue can e're rehearse,
Lucasia and Orinda shall thee give
Eternity, and make even Friendship live.
There gather up new excellence and force,
Till by a free unbyass'd clear Commerce,
Endearments which no Tongue can e're rehearse,
Lucasia and Orinda shall thee give
Eternity, and make even Friendship live.
Hail Great Lucasia, thou shalt doubly shine,
What was Rosania's own is now twice thine;
Thou saw'st Rosania's Chariot and her flight,
And so the double portion is thy right:
Though 'twas Rosania's Spirit be content,
Since 'twas at first from thy Orinda sent.
What was Rosania's own is now twice thine;
Thou saw'st Rosania's Chariot and her flight,
And so the double portion is thy right:
Though 'twas Rosania's Spirit be content,
Since 'twas at first from thy Orinda sent.
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