Poems (Philips)/To Celimena

by Katherine Philips

To Celimena.

FOrbear fond Heart (say I) torment no more
That Celimena whom thou dost adore;
For since so many of her Chains are proud,
How canst thou be distinguish'd in the Crowd:
But say, bold Trifler, what dost thou pretend?
Wou'dst thou depose thy Saint into thy Friend?
Equality in Friendship is requir'd,
Which here were criminal to be desir'd.