Marvell Poetry Quotes

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The Garden: How Vainly...
How vainly men themselves amaze
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The Garden: Crowned...
Crowned from some single herb or tree
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The Garden: Society is...
Society is all but rude to this delicious solitude
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The Garden: No white...
No white nor red was ever seen so am'rous as this lovely green
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The Garden: When we...
When we have run our passion's heat, love hither makes his best retreat
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The Garden: The nectarine...
The nectarine and curious peach into my hands themselves do reach
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The Garden: Insnared...
Insnared with flow'rs, I fall on grass
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The Garden: Annihilating...
Annihilating all that's made to a green thought in a green shade
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The Garden: Casting...
Casting the body's vest aside
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The Garden: Such was...
Such was that happy garden state, while man there walked without a mate
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The Garden: The ski...
The skilful gard'ner
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The Mower against Gardens: Luxurious man...
Luxurious man, to bring his vice in use, did after him the world seduce
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The Mower against Gardens: He first...
He first enclosed within the gardens square
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Damon the Mower: I am...
I am the mower Damon, known through all the meadows I have mown
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Damon the Mower: The sun...
The sun himself licks off my sweat
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Damon the Mower: Thus he...
Thus he threw his elbow round, depopulating all the ground
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The Mower to the Glow-Worms: Living...
Living lamps
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The Nymph complaining: It oft would...
It oft would challenge me the race: and when't left me far away
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The Nymph complaining: Among the beds...
Among the beds of lilies, I have sought it oft, where it should lie
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The Nymph complaining: Its lips...
Its lips ev'n seemed to bleed
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The Nymph complaining: Its pure...
Its pure virgin limbs to fold in whitest sheets of lilies cold
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The Nymph complaining: It would have been...
It would have been lilies without, roses within
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The Nymph Complaining: There at...
There at my feet shalt thou be laid, of purest alabaster made
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The Definition of Love: My love... begotten...
My love...begotten by despair upon impossibility
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The Definition of Love: Magnanimous...
Magnanimous despair
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The Definition of Love: And therefore her...
And therefore, her decrees of steel us at the distant poles have placed
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The Definition of Love: For fate with...
For fate with jealous eyes does see two perfect loves, nor lets them close: their union would her ruin be, and her tyrannical power dispose
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On a Drop of Dew: Shed...
Shed from the bosom of the mourn
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On a Drop of Dew: Round in...
Round in itself incloses and in its little globe's extent
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On a Drop of Dew: How it the purple...
How it the purple flower does slight, scarce touching it where it lies
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On a Drop of Dew: Trembling...
Trembling lest it grow impure
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On a Drop of Dew: Such did...
Such did the sacred manna's dew distil
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On a Drop of Dew: World...
World excluding round
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To His Coy Mistress: Had we...
Had we but world enough and time, this coyness lady were no crime
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To His Coy Mistress: I would love...
I would love you ten years before the flood
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To His Coy Mistress: My vegetable...
My vegetable love should grow vaster than empires and more slow
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To His Coy Mistress: Praise thine...
Praise thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze
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To His Coy Mistress: Worms...
Worms shall try that long preserved virginity
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To His Coy Mistress: Quaint
Quaint honour
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To His Coy Mistress: While the youthful...
While the youthful glew sits on thy skin like morning dew
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To His Coy Mistress: Am'rous...
Am'rous birds of prey
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To His Coy Mistress: Our...
Our time devour
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To His Coy Mistress: Swe...
Sweetness
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To His Coy Mistress: The iron...
The iron gates of life
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Young Love: Come little infant...
Come little infant, love me now, while thine unsuspected years clear thine aged father's brow from cold jealousy and fears
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Young Love: Whose fair...
Whose fair blossoms are too green yet for lust but not for love
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Young Love: Now then...
Now then love me
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Young Love: Now I crown thee with...
Now I crown thee with my love: crown me with thy love again, and we both shall monarchs prove
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An Horatian Ode: The forward youth...
The forward youth that would appear must now foresake his muses dear
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An Horatian Ode: Nature that...
Nature that hateth emptiness allows of penetration less
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An Horatian Ode: That thence...
That thence the royal actor born
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An Horatian Ode: Urged...
Urged his active star
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Card 2

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The Garden: Crowned...

Back

Crowned from some single herb or tree

Card 3

Front

The Garden: Society is...

Back

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Card 4

Front

The Garden: No white...

Back

Preview of the front of card 4

Card 5

Front

The Garden: When we...

Back

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