Katherine Philips

Musidorus Will you unto one single sense ?Confine a starry Influence ,Or when you do the raies combine

I did not live until this time ,Crowned my felicity ,When I could say without a crime .I am not thine, but thee

A married state affords but little ease .The best of husbands are so hard to please

,Observe the weary birds e’re night be done ,How they would fain call up the tardy Sun ,With Feathers hung with dew ,And trembling voices too