Friendship’s Mystery, To my Dearest Lucasia
Katherine Philips
1632 to 1664
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But our Election is as free
To the dull angry world let's prove
'Twere banishment to be set free,
Our Hearts are mutual Victims laid,
By wonder and by prodigy
Than Thrones more great and innocent:
While they (such power in Friendship lies)
And griefs united easier grow:
Since we wear fetters whose intent
We court our own Captivity
And we whose minds are so much one,
And each Heart which thus kindly dies,
We both diffuse, and both ingross:
Are Altars, Priests, and Off'rings made:
We are our selves but by rebound,
Divided joyes are tedious found,
And all our Titles shuffled so,
Never, yet ever are alone.
Here Mixture is Addition grown;
That Miracles Men's faith do move,
There's a Religion in our Love.
Both Princes, and both Subjects too.
Are yet determin'd to their joyes.
As Angels, who with greedy choice
Our hearts are doubled by the loss,
Grows deathless by the Sacrifice.
For though we were design'd t' agree,
Not Bondage is, but Ornament.
Come, my Lucasia, since we see
That Fate no liberty destroyes,