Andrew Marvell

Had we but world enough, and time

— Andrew Marvell

The grave's a fine and private place,

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

— Andrew Marvell

Thus, though we cannot make our sun

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Now therefore, while the youthful hue

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The grave's a fine and private place,

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

— Andrew Marvell

Had we but World enough, and Time,

— Andrew Marvell

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

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She with her eyes my heart does bind, She with her voice might captivate my mind.

— Andrew Marvell

How should I avoid to be her slave, My fetters of the very air I breath?

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While thus he threw his Elbow round, by his own Sythe, the Mower mown.

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Art indeed is long, but life is short.

— Andrew Marvell

How fit is he to sway That can so well obey ("Horatian Ode," 83-84),

— Andrew Marvell

The world in all doth but two nations bear —The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

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No creature loves an empty space;Their bodies measure out their place.

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...the inglorious arts of peace...

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He nothing common did or meanThe axe's edge did try.

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But bowed his comely headDown as upon a bed.

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So much one man can do,That does both act and know.

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Had we but world enough, and time, To walk, and pass our long love's day.

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I wouldVaster than empires and more slow.

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An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart.

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But at my back I always hear Deserts of vast eternity.

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Thy beauty shall no more be found; But none, I think, do there embrace.

— Andrew Marvell

Now therefore while the youthful hue Than languish in his slow-chapped power.

— Andrew Marvell

Let us roll all our strength and all Stand still, yet we will make him run.

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

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In busy companies of men.

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Society is all but rude,To this delicious solitude.

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What wondrous life in this I lead! Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.

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Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less To a green thought in a green shade.

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Casting the body's vest aside,My soul into the boughs does glide.

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My love is of a birth as rare Upon Impossibility.

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Love's whole world on us doth wheel.

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As lines, so loves oblique may well Though infinite, can never meet.

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Therefore the love which us doth bind, And opposition of the stars.

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Where the remote Bermudas ride,In th' ocean's bosom unespied.

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But at my back I always hear

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And all the way, to guide their chime,With falling oars they kept the time.

— Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear

— Andrew Marvell

Had we but World enough, and Time,

— Andrew Marvell

Had we but world enough, and time

— Andrew Marvell