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Poem by Katherine Philips


Epitaph


On her Son H.P. at St. Syths Church 
where her body also lies interred

What on Earth deserves our trust?
Youth and Beauty both are dust.
Long we gathering are with pain,
What one moment calls again.
Seven years childless marriage past,
A Son, a son is born at last:
So exactly limd and fair,
Full of good Spirits, Meen, and Air,
As a long life promised,
Yet, in less than six weeks dead.
Too promising, too great a mind
In so small room to be confined:
Therefore, as fit in Heaven to dwell,
He quickly broke the Prison shell.
So the subtle Alchemist,
Cant with Hermes Seal resist
The powerful spirits subtler flight,
But twill bid him long good night.
And so the Sun if it arise
Half so glorious as his Eyes,
Like this Infant, takes a shrowd,
Buried in a morning Cloud.



Katherine Philips


Katherine Philips's other poems:
  1. On the Welsh Language
  2. To My Antenor
  3. An Answer to Another Persuading a Lady to Marriage
  4. To Mr. Henry Lawes
  5. To My Excellent Lucasia, on Our Friendship


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge Epitaph ("Stop, Christian passer-by : Stop, child of God")
  • Percy Shelley Epitaph ("These are two friends whose lives were undivided") 1822
  • Walter Scott Epitaph ("AMID these aisles, where once his precepts showed")
  • Thomas Hardy Epitaph ("I never cared for Life: Life cared for me")
  • Abraham Cowley Epitaph ("Underneath this marble stone")
  • Edna Millay Epitaph ("Heap not on this mound")
  • Elinor Wylie Epitaph ("For this she starred her eyes with salt")

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