After passing some time in this manner at Antwerp, she embarked at
Dunkirk for England; and in her passage, was near being lost, for the
ship being driven on the coast, foundered within sight of land, but by
the assistance of boats from the shore, they were all saved; and Mrs.
Behn arriving in London, dedicated the rest of her life to pleasure and
poetry. Besides publishing three volumes of miscellany poems, she
wrote seventeen plays, and some histories and novels. She translated
Fontenelle's History of Oracles, and plurality of worlds, to which
last she annexed an Essay on Translation, and translated Prose. The
Paraphrase of Oenone's, Epistle to Paris, in the English Translation
of Ovid's Epistles is Mrs. Behn's; as are the celebrated Love Letters
between a Nobleman and his Sister. Her wit gained her the esteem of Mr.
Dryden, Mr. Southern, &c. and at the same time the love and addresses of
several gentlemen, in particular one, with whom she corresponded under
the name of Lycida, who it seems did not return her passion with equal
warmth, and with the earnestness and rapture, she imagined her beauty
had a right to command.

Mrs. Behn died after a long indisposition, April 16, 1689, and was
buried in the cloister of Westminster Abbey. We shall beg leave to
exhibit her character, as we find it drawn by some of her cotemporaries,
and add a remark of our own. 'Mr. Langbain 'thinks her Memory will
be long fresh among all lovers of dramatic poetry, as having been
sufficiently eminent, not only for her theatrical performances; but
several other pieces both in prose and verse, which gained her an esteem
among the wits almost equal to that of the incomparable Orinda, Mrs.
Katherine Phillips.'

There are several encomiums on Mrs. Behn prefixed to her lover's watch;