Andrew Marvell Quotes

He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene.

My love is of a birth as rareAs 'tis, for object, strange and high;It was begotten by DespairUpon Impossibility.

But Fate does iron wedges drive,And always crowds itself betwixt.

To wander solitary there:Two paradises ‘twere in oneTo live in paradise alone.

My vegetable love will growVaster than empires, and more slow.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpiresAt every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour Than languish in his slow-chapt power.

Thus, though we cannot make our sunStand still, yet we will make him run.

Had we but world enough, and time...