{"id":168,"date":"2010-11-19T18:50:18","date_gmt":"2010-11-19T23:50:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/?p=168"},"modified":"2010-11-19T20:54:02","modified_gmt":"2010-11-20T01:54:02","slug":"andrew-marvell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2010\/168\/poems\/andrew-marvell\/","title":{"rendered":"Andrew Marvell &#8211; To His Coy Mistress"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Had we but world enough, and time,<br \/>\nThis coyness, lady, were no crime.<br \/>\nWe would sit down, and think which way<br \/>\nTo walk, and pass our long love&#8217;s day.<br \/>\nThou by the Indian Ganges&#8217; side<br \/>\nShouldst rubies find; I by the tide<br \/>\nOf Humber would complain. I would<br \/>\nLove you ten years before the flood,<br \/>\nAnd you should, if you please, refuse<br \/>\nTill the conversion of the Jews.<br \/>\nMy vegetable love would grow<br \/>\nVaster than empires, and more slow;<br \/>\nAn hundred years should go to praise<br \/>\nThine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;<br \/>\nTwo hundred to adore each breast,<br \/>\nBut thirty thousand to the rest;<br \/>\nAn age at least to every part,<br \/>\nAnd the last age should show your heart.<br \/>\nFor, lady, you deserve this state,<br \/>\nNor would I love at lower rate.<\/p>\n<p>But at my back I always hear<br \/>\nTime&#8217;s winged chariot rushing near:<br \/>\nAnd yonder all before us lie<br \/>\nDeserts of vast eternity.<br \/>\nThy beauty shall no more be found;<br \/>\nNor, in thy marble vaults, shall sound<br \/>\nMy echoing song; then worms shall try<br \/>\nThat long-preserved virginity,<br \/>\nAnd your quaint honour turn to dust,<br \/>\nAnd into ashes all my lust:<br \/>\nThe grave&#8217;s a fine and private place,<br \/>\nBut none, I think, do there embrace.<\/p>\n<p>Now therefore, while the youthful hue<br \/>\nSits on thy skin like morning dew,<br \/>\nAnd while thy willing soul transpires<br \/>\nAt every pore with instant fires,<br \/>\nNow let us sport us while we may,<br \/>\nAnd now, like amorous birds of prey,<br \/>\nRather at once our time devour<br \/>\nThan languish in his slow-chapped power.<br \/>\nLet us roll all our strength, and all<br \/>\nOur sweetness, up into one ball,<br \/>\nAnd tear our pleasure with rough strife<br \/>\nThrough the iron gates of life:<br \/>\nThus, though we cannot make our sun<br \/>\nStand still, yet we will make him run.<\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>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&#8217;s day. Thou by the Indian Ganges&#8217; side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood, <a href='http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2010\/168\/poems\/andrew-marvell\/' class='excerpt-more'>[&#8230;]<\/a><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-168","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","category-4-id","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-corners","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=168"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":224,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions\/224"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}