Author: Andrew Marvell

ENOUGH; and leave the rest to Fame! ‘Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she declined, When […]

SEE how the flowers, as at parade, Under their colours stand display’d: Each regiment in order grows, That of the […]

After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall’st […]

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes; And their uncessant Labours see Crown’d from […]

When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown’d, Gods Reconcil’d Decree, […]

When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown’d, […]

Ye living Lamps, by whose dear light The Nightingale does sit so late, And studying all the Summer-night, Her matchless […]

See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves to lie, And there […]

Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev’ry thing did seem to paint The Scene […]

You, that decipher out the Fate Of humane Off-springs from the Skies, What mean these Infants which of late Spring […]

Sir, Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse with your fair fortune chose, And as complexions […]

Luxurious Man, to bring his Vice in use, Did after him the World seduce: And from the Fields the Flow’rs […]

An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell’s Return From Ireland The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his muses dear, […]

Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining […]

Verses to accompany a portrait of Cromwell Bright Martial Maid, Queen of the frozen zone, The northern pole supports thy […]