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To His Coy Mistress

Rating: 4.2

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 Loves Day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges side.
Should'st 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
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manuel Cisneros 24 April 2012

one of the gratest love poems ever written.

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Chizryan Ogunkah 27 August 2011

this poem acts as a reminder to women on how time is not their best company, even before the grave, they may lose the ''virtues'' mostly appreciated.

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John Harper 28 January 2014

It is the most elegant snow job in the English language. It makes all of rock n roll wear pink!

31 10 Reply
Chizryan Ogunkah 27 August 2011

this poem acts as a reminder to women on how time is not their best company even before the

24 11 Reply
Sreelekha Premjit 22 June 2015

the grave is a fine and private place but none I think do there embrace...

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Shaun Cronick 07 May 2020

Simply marvellous and no pun intended.

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David Nyaboga 28 May 2019

wow. have been looking for this

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Goodnews Eruemuare 28 April 2018

My favourite poem in those days.

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Tyler Greenwell 21 November 2017

I mean. Loud Negrosssssss

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Michael Scuffil 26 April 2017

'And tear our Pleasures with rough strife, Thorough the Iron gates of Life.' It does not take much imagination to realize what Marvell meant by the 'iron gates of life' (how did you come into the world?) and yet many people seem to miss the point of these two lines, which refer to the act of defloration. A splendid metaphor.

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