| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910. | | | | To My Excellent Lucasia, on Our Friendship | | By Katherine Philips (Orinda) (16321664) |
| | | I DID not live until this time | |
| Crowned my felicity, | |
| When I could say without a crime, | |
| I am not thine, but Thee. | |
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| This carcase breathed, and walkd, and slept, | 5 |
| So that the world believed | |
| There was a soul the motions kept; | |
| But they were all deceived. | |
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| For as a watch by art is wound | |
| To motion, such was mine: | 10 |
| But never had Orinda found | |
| A soul till she found thine; | |
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| Which now inspires, cures, and supplies, | |
| And guides my darkened breast: | |
| For thou art all that I can prize, | 15 |
| My Joy, my Life, my Rest. | |
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| No bridegrooms nor crown-conquerors mirth | |
| To mine compared can be: | |
| They have but pieces of this Earth, | |
| Ive all the World in thee. | 20 |
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| Then let our flames still light and shine, | |
| And no false fear control, | |
| As innocent as our design, | |
| Immortal as our soul. | | | | |
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