To His Coy Mistress (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which ...
Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which ...
See how the Orient Dew, Shed from the Bosom of the Morn Into the blowing Roses, Yet careless of its ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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