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Monday, December 7, 2009,6:43 PM

To His Coy Mistress, by Andrew Marvell.

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,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow;
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, Lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear
Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
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:
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapt power.
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.

No idea why, but i'm attracted to this poem. To summarize it, it's about a young man's confession to a young lady, and he know that they don't have any time to waste, as the passage of time is so fast, and soon their youth will be gone without them realizing it. I like this poem because the main plea of the poet is, Seize the Day. Yes indeed, time flies so fast, we shall seize every moment of it. (:

The second reason i love this beautiful poem, is because of the first sentence:
Had we but world enough, and time
Of course, i first heard this 'world enough and time' phrase from The Time Traveler's Wife, and love it without actually knowing why. Probably because the sentence is so so beautiful? :]

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I love you, for world enough and time.

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