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He nothing common did, or mean, / Upon that memorable scene, / But with his keener eye / The axe's edge did try.

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Andrew Marvell
Age: 57 †
Born: 1621
Born: March 31
Died: 1678
Died: August 16
Poet
Politician
Satirist
Writer
Andrew Marvell
Common
Upon
Eye
Nothing
Keener
Mean
Memorable
Trying
Edge
Edges
Scene

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Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges'side Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood.
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The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad and these mixed everywhere.
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head.
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Among the blind the one-eyed blinkard reigns
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How could such sweet and wholesome hours be reckoned, but in herbs and flowers?
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My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow.
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Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.
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The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
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Music, the mosaic of the air.
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Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.
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Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining always, disappears In the weak circles of increasing years And his short tumults of themselves compose, While flowing Time above his head does close.
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Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball: And tear our pleasures with rough strife, Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
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Twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.
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Though I carry always some ill-nature about me, yet it is, I hope, no more than is in this world necessary for a preservative.
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Ye country comets, that portend No war, nor prince's funeral, Shining unto no higher end Than to presage the grasses fall. . . .
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But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.
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And now, when I have summed up all my store, Thinking (so I myself deceive) So rich a chaplet thence to weave As never yet the King of Glory wore, Alas! I find the serpent old, That, twining in his speckled breast, About the flowers disguised does fold With wreaths of fame and interest.
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And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.
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I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.
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Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green glade ... Such was that happy garden-state.
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