Quotes by Andrew Marvell

My vegetable love will growVaster than empires, and more slow.

To wander solitary there:Two paradises ‘twere in oneTo live in paradise alone.

But Fate does iron wedges drive,And always crowds itself betwixt.

As lines, so loves oblique may well Themselves in every angle greet; But ours so truly parallel, Though infinite, can never meet. Therefore the love which us doth bind, But Fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

My love is of a birth as rareAs tis, for object, strange and high;It was begotten by DespairUpon Impossibility.

He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene.

“Had we but world enough, and time”