Andrew Marvell

Andrew Marvell (31 March 1621 – 16 August 1678) was an English metaphysical poet and politician who sat in the House of Commons at various times between 1659 and 1678. As a metaphysical poet, he is associated with John Donne and George Herbert. He was a colleague and friend of John Milton. His poems include To His Coy Mistress, The Garden, An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return from Ireland, The Mower's Song and the country house poem Upon Appleton House.

Read more about Andrew Marvell:  Early Life, First Poems and Marvell's Time At Nun Appleton, Anglo-Dutch War and Employment As Latin Secretary, After The Restoration, Prose Works, Views, Marvell's Poetic Style

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Famous quotes by andrew marvell:

    Your courteous lights in vain you waste,
    Since Juliana here is come,
    For she my mind hath so displaced
    That I shall never find my home.
    Andrew Marvell (1621–1678)

    With sweetest milk, and sugar, first
    I it as mine own fingers nurst.
    And as it grew, so every day
    It wax’d more white and sweet than they.
    It had so sweet a Breath!
    Andrew Marvell (1621–1678)

    Annihilating all that’s made
    To a green thought in a green shade.
    Andrew Marvell (1621–1678)