86 Quotes by Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

Twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.

Ye country comets, that portend No war, nor prince's funeral, Shining unto no higher end Than to presage the grasses fall. . . .

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.

How fit he is to sway That can so well obey.

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.

What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head.

Music, the mosaic of the air.

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