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Friendship's Mystery, To my Dearest Lucasia

  COme, my Lucasia, since we see
  That Miracles Mens faith do move,
  By wonder and by prodigy
  To the dull angry world let's prove
  There's a Religion in our Love.

  For though we were design'd t' agree,
  That Fate no liberty destroyes,
  But our Election is as free
  As Angels, who with greedy choice
  Are yet determin'd to their joyes.


 Our hearts are doubled by the loss,
  Here Mixture is Addition grown ;
 We both diffuse, and both ingross :
  And we whose minds are so much one,
  Never, yet ever are alone.


 We court our own Captivity
  Than Thrones more great and innocent :
 'Twere banishment to be set free,
  Since we wear fetters whose intent
  Not Bondage is, but Ornament.


 Divided joyes are tedious found,
  And griefs united easier grow :
 We are our selves but by rebound,
  And all our Titles shuffled so,
  Both Princes, and both Subjects too.


 Our Hearts are mutual Victims laid,
  While they (such power in Friendship lies)
 Are Altars, Priests, and Off'rings made :
  And each Heart which thus kindly dies,
  Grows deathless by the Sacrifice.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Katherine Philips

Katherine Philips was an Anglo-Welsh poet, translator, and woman of letters. more…

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