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Was an Anglo-Welsh poet.
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Katherine Philips's poems
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My dear Antenor now give o're,
For my sake talk of Graves no more;
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Wee falsely think it due unto our friends,
That we should grieve for their too early ends:
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Hence Cupid! with your cheating toys,
Your real griefs, and painted joys,
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ADIEU dear object of my Love's excess,
And with thee all my hopes of happiness,
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Twice forty months of Wedlock did I stay,
Then had my vows crownd with a Lovely boy,
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Come, my Ardelia, to this bowre,
Where kindly mingling Souls a while,
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Adieu dear object of my Love's excess,
And with thee all my hopes of happiness,
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