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THE SHORT OXFORD HISTORY OF ENGLISH LITERATURE

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talent. She served at court as a maid of honour in the cultured and sober household of Mary of Modena (the second<br />

wife of James II) where she was acquainted with other women of talent and ambition (notably Anne Finch, Countess<br />

of Winchilsea and Sarah Jennings, the future Duchess of Marlborough). If her ‘accomplishment’ as a mythological<br />

painter and portraitist has since been largely ignored, her poetry has properly gained a modest reputation. In her overambitious<br />

first poem, ‘Alexandreis’ (published in the posthumous collection of 1686), she prayed that her ‘frozen<br />

style’ might be warmed by ‘Poetique fire’. That the prayer was answered is shown in her far more sophisticated<br />

address to the undemonstrative Mary of Modena (‘To the Queen’), a poem which stresses the Queen’s piety and virtue<br />

while appealing to heaven for a ‘Prowess, that with Charms of Grace and Goodness’ the poet might pay due honour to<br />

a queen suspected and unloved by the public at large.<br />

Killigrew’s work is essentially that of an amateur, aware of the high culture of court circles surrounding her, but<br />

precluded from ever training her poetic voice to its proper pitch and fluency. The nagging self doubt, evident in her<br />

defence of her work in ‘Upon the saying that my Verses were made by another’,<br />

[p. 262]<br />

is partly qualified by reference to the work of an earlier poet, one known to her admirers as ‘the Matchless Orinda’.<br />

Katherine Philips (1631-64) seems to Killigrew to be the model of a woman writer accepted by her literary peers and<br />

the reading public alike (‘What she did write, not only all allow’d, | But ev’ry Laurel, to her Laurel, bow’d!’). Philips,<br />

the well-educated daughter of a London merchant, at the age of 16 married into the Welsh gentry. Despite her<br />

husband’s service as a Member of Parliament during the Commonwealth, Philips herself seems to have maintained<br />

certain royalist sympathies and to have won the respect of Henry Vaughan who in 1651 praised her work in Olor<br />

Iscanus. The Poems. By the Incomparable, Mrs K.P., which first appeared in 1664 without the aggrieved author’s<br />

permission, are marked by a celebration of female friendship. In her seclusion in Wales in the 1650s Philips drew<br />

round her a circle of like-minded women and cultivated particularly intense platonic and poetic relationships with<br />

Mary Aubrey (‘Rosania’) and Anne Owens (the ‘Lucasia’ to whom nearly half her verses are addressed). In April<br />

1651 she writes in ‘L’Amitie: To Mrs M. Awbrey’ of two souls grown ‘by an incomparable mixture, One’, and with a<br />

Donne-like sense of the exclusivity of love in perilous times, she proclaims that ‘sublim’d’ lovers rise ‘to pitty Kings,<br />

and Conquerours despise, | Since we that sacred union have engrost, | Which they and all the sullen world have lost’.<br />

In welcoming ‘the excellent Mrs A.O.’ into her little society Philips compares her circle to ‘A Temple of divinity’<br />

which will attract pilgrims a thousand years hence. ‘There’s a religion in our Love’, she declares in ‘Friendship’s<br />

Mysterys, to my dearest Lucasia’, a poem set to music by Henry Lawes in 1655, and in contrasting the ‘Apostasy’ of<br />

Rosania to the steady friendship of Lucasia she resorts to a parallel with Elisha’s succession to Elijah as the new<br />

friend takes up the mantle of Orinda’s love. Philips’s poems in memory of her dead infant son Hector (the ‘Epitaph’<br />

and ‘On the death of my first and dearest childe’, both dated 1655) poignantly mourn a long-hoped-for child cut off<br />

before his proper time. Her best ‘public’ poetry tends to mark royal occasions: she laments the execution of Charles I,<br />

and anxiously anticipates the return of his son (‘Hasten (great prince) unto thy British Isles | Or all thy subjects will<br />

become exiles; | To thee they flock’); she bemoans the passing of the much admired ‘Winter Queen’, Elizabeth of<br />

Bohemia, in 1662 (‘this Queene’s merit fame so far hath spread | That she rules still, though dispossesst and dead’);<br />

and she responds gracefully to the Duchess of York’s request for examples of her work with a poem opening with the<br />

lines: ‘To you, whose dignitie strikes us with awe, | And whose far greater judgment gives us law’. In her short<br />

lifetime Philips’s main claim to fame was her successful rhymed-couplet translation of Corneille’s tragedy La Mort de<br />

Pompée, performed in Dublin and London in 1663. At the time of her death she left incomplete a version of the same<br />

dramatist’s Horace (completed by John Denham and acted in 1668). Both translations were printed in the<br />

posthumous collection Poems. By the Most Deservedly Admired Mrs Katherine Philips. The Matchless Orinda in<br />

1667.<br />

The acclaim accorded to Philips’s work was a rare enough phenomenon in a<br />

[p. 263]<br />

period of markedly unequal opportunities for women writers. A prosody shaped by reference to ancient poetry and a<br />

universal insistence on the primacy of Latin and Greek in education left many women, to whom the public<br />

educational system was largely closed, without what was regarded as the essential basis for the development of a<br />

poet’s craft. Although there were relatively few direct heirs to the remarkable generation of highly educated sixteenthcentury<br />

aristocratic women, changing social and religious conditions in the 1640s and 1650s do seem to have forced<br />

open literary doors. Nevertheless, even the gifted Dorothy Osborne (1627-95) could complain in one of her celebrated<br />

letters to her fiancé in 1653 that the poems of Margaret Cavendish (which she was anxious to read) were somehow a<br />

literary aberrance, or, as she put it, an ‘extravagance’: ‘Sure the poore woman is a little distracted, she could never<br />

bee soe rediculous else as to venture at writeing book’s and in verse too.’ The emergence of distinctive women’s

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