In memory of that excellent person Mrs. Mary Lloyd of Bodidrist in Denbigh-shire by Katherine Philips
I CANNOT hold, for though to write were rude, Yet to be silent were Ingratitude, And Folly too; for if Posterity Should never hear of such a one as thee, And onely know this Age's brutish fame, They would think Vertue nothing but a Name. And though far abler Pens must her define, Yet her Adoption hath engaged mine: And I must own where Merit shines so clear, 'Tis hard to write, but harder to forbear. Sprung from an ancient and an honour'd Stem, Who lent her lustre, and she paid it them;
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"I CANNOT hold, for though to write were rude,..."
"In memory of that excellent person Mrs. Mary Lloyd of Bodidrist in Denbigh-shire" by Katherine Philips is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 104 lines. This English poem by Katherine Philips demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "I CANNOT hold, for though to write were rude, Yet to be silent were Ingratitude,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Katherine Philips's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.