"To His Coy Mistress"
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(Created page with "Go back to "The Fire Sermon" Annotations Andrew Marvell "To His Coy Mistress" Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, Lady, were no crime. We would sit down and...") |
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"To His Coy Mistress" | "To His Coy Mistress" | ||
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Had we but world enough, and time, | Had we but world enough, and time, | ||
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This coyness, Lady, were no crime. | This coyness, Lady, were no crime. | ||
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We would sit down and think which way | We would sit down and think which way | ||
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To walk and pass our long love's day. | To walk and pass our long love's day. | ||
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Thou by the Indian Ganges' side | Thou by the Indian Ganges' side | ||
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Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide | Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide | ||
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Of Humber would complain. I would | Of Humber would complain. I would | ||
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Love you ten years before the Flood, | Love you ten years before the Flood, | ||
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And you should, if you please, refuse | And you should, if you please, refuse | ||
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Till the conversion of the Jews. | Till the conversion of the Jews. | ||
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My vegetable love should grow | My vegetable love should grow | ||
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Vaster than empires, and more slow; | Vaster than empires, and more slow; | ||
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An hundred years should go to praise | An hundred years should go to praise | ||
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Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze; | Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze; | ||
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Two hundred to adore each breast; | Two hundred to adore each breast; | ||
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But thirty thousand to the rest; | But thirty thousand to the rest; | ||
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An age at least to every part, | An age at least to every part, | ||
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And the last age should show your heart; | And the last age should show your heart; | ||
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For, Lady, you deserve this state, | For, Lady, you deserve this state, | ||
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Nor would I love at lower rate. | Nor would I love at lower rate. | ||
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:But at my back I always hear | :But at my back I always hear | ||
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Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near; | Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near; | ||
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And yonder all before us lie | And yonder all before us lie | ||
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Deserts of vast eternity. | Deserts of vast eternity. | ||
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Thy beauty shall no more be found, | Thy beauty shall no more be found, | ||
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Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound | Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound | ||
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My echoing song: then worms shall try | My echoing song: then worms shall try | ||
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That long preserved virginity, | That long preserved virginity, | ||
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And your quaint honour turn to dust, | And your quaint honour turn to dust, | ||
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And into ashes all my lust: | And into ashes all my lust: | ||
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The grave's a fine and private place, | The grave's a fine and private place, | ||
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But none, I think, do there embrace. | But none, I think, do there embrace. | ||
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:Now therefore, while the youthful hue | :Now therefore, while the youthful hue | ||
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Sits on thy skin like morning dew, | Sits on thy skin like morning dew, | ||
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And while thy willing soul transpires | And while thy willing soul transpires | ||
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At every pore with instant fires, | At every pore with instant fires, | ||
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Now let us sport us while we may, | Now let us sport us while we may, | ||
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And now, like amorous birds of prey, | And now, like amorous birds of prey, | ||
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Rather at once our time devour | Rather at once our time devour | ||
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Than languish in his slow-chapt power. | Than languish in his slow-chapt power. | ||
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Let us roll all our strength and all | Let us roll all our strength and all | ||
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Our sweetness up into one ball, | Our sweetness up into one ball, | ||
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And tear our pleasures with rough strife | And tear our pleasures with rough strife | ||
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Thorough the iron gates of life: | Thorough the iron gates of life: | ||
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Thus, though we cannot make our sun | Thus, though we cannot make our sun | ||
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Stand still, yet we will make him run. | Stand still, yet we will make him run. | ||
