86 Quotes by Andrew Marvell

The nectarine, and curious peach, / Into my hands themselves do reach; / Stumbling on melons, as I pass, / Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.

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 shade.

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

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

Annihilating all that’s made, To a green thought in a green shade.

See how the Orient dew, Shed from the bosom of the morn Into the blowing roses, Yet careless of its mansion new; For the clear region where ’twas born Round in its self encloses: And in its little globes extent, Frames as it can its native element.

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays; And their uncessant labours see Crown’d from some single herb or tree. Whose short and narrow verged shade Does prudently their toils upbraid; While all flow’rs and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose.

My love is of a birth as rare As ’tis, for object, strange and high; It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility.

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.