The Poems of Andrew Marvell: Sometime Member of Parliament for HullLawrence & Bullen, 1898 - 231 ページ |
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xxxviii ページ - In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
38 ページ - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice. With cedars chosen by His hand From Lebanon He stores the land ; And makes the hollow seas that roar Proclaim the ambergris on shore.
55 ページ - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our Sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
98 ページ - Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide: There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
54 ページ - TO HIS COY MISTRESS. 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.
97 ページ - 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 shade.
55 ページ - Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song. Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. 30 The grave's a fine and private place. But none, I think, do there embrace.
25 ページ - Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines; And oh so close your circles lace, That I may never leave this place : But, lest your fetters prove too weak, . Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through.* I was here as in a lonely temple.
96 ページ - While all flow'rs and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose. Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men.
133 ページ - Though Justice against Fate complain, And plead the ancient rights in vain, (But those do hold or break, As men are strong or weak,) Nature, that hateth emptiness, Allows of penetration less, And therefore must make room Where greater spirits come.