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=__**Andrew Marvell**__=



The Coronet
When for the thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviour's head have crowned, I seek with garlands to redress that wrong,— Through every garden, every mead, I gather flowers (my fruits are only flowers), Dismantling all the fragrant towers That once adorned my shepherdess's head : And now, when I have summed up all my store, Thinking (so I my self deceive) So rich a chaplet thence to weave As never yet the King of Glory wore, Alas ! I find the Serpent old, That, twining in his speckled breast, About the flowers disguised, does fold With wreaths of fame and interest. Ah, foolish man, that wouldst debase with them, And mortal glory, Heaven's diadem ! But thou who only couldst the Serpent tame, Either his slippery knots at once untie, And disentangle all his winding snare, Or shatter too with him my curious frame, And let these wither—so that he may die— Though set with skill, and chosen out with care ; That they, while thou on both their spoils dost tread, May crown Thy feet, that could not crown Thy head.

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’s day. Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side  Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide   Of Humber would complain. I would  Love you ten years before the flood,   And you should, if you please, refuse   Till the conversion of the Jews. My vegetable love should grow  Vaster than empires and more slow;   An hundred years should go to praise   Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;   Two hundred to adore each breast,   But thirty thousand to the rest;   An age at least to every part,   And the last age should show your heart. For, lady, you deserve this state,  Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear  Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near;   And yonder all before us lie   Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found;  Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound   My echoing song; then worms shall try   That long-preserved virginity,   And your quaint honour turn to dust,   And into ashes all my lust;   The grave’s a fine and private place,   But none, I think, do there embrace. Now therefore, while the youthful hue  Sits on thy skin like morning dew,   And while thy willing soul transpires   At every pore with instant fires,   Now let us sport us while we may,   And now, like amorous birds of prey,   Rather at once our time devour   Than languish in his slow-chapped power. Let us roll all our strength and all  Our sweetness up into one ball,   And tear our pleasures with rough strife   Thorough the iron gates of life:   Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
 * To his Coy MIstress by Andew Marvell**

=Our Poems:=

__The Very Busy Soul__
by Sarah

all the stress was lifted thy felt free
and now thy busy bee lived happily and calm for ever after

Answers 4-6
== Andrew Marvell was born on Mach 31, 1621. Andrew was raised in a small home but grew up and went to college in Cambridge. When Andrew completed college he was a tutor abroad and was a poet who was very into politics. Later he secretly married a woman named Mary Palmer. Andrews’s poems were usually inspired from things that were happening in the government or his personal life. For example Marvell’s poem the prospect of flowers was written about his friend’s daughter who had and older sister who died. ==

Lizzie Webb Andrew Marvell Biography (Answers 1-5) Andrew Marvell was born on March 31st, 1621 in Yorkshire. Around the age of three he moved to Hull and spent the rest of his childhood there. Currently he is not alive. He died in 1678 from a natural cause. His father educated him when he was a boy in his grammar school. He left home after his father’s death in 1640 and went to Trinity College. It is uncertain about what he did after college. He definitely traveled abroad to France, Holland, Switzerland, Spain, and Italy. Overall he was a very intelligent and attentive student. He had many early poems published in the “Musa Cantabrigiensis”. For most of his life he traveled around as a tutor for upper class citizens, mostly in reading and writing. Over all he didn’t need to make that much money, because he lived off of his father’s money that has been passed down to him.

Influences and Style (Answers 1-3)

Andrew Marvell decided to be a poet mainly when he realized he wanted to let his deep feelings out. Before he became a well-known poet he was a very well respected politician. When he was young he had some of his poems published in newspapers. He slowly worked his way into being a full time poet. My poet enjoys any other poets that have deep feelings and use very strong language. Marvell has many strong themes mainly based off of his strong feelings. He mainly uses metaphors and figurative language to describe love, hate and death. These are very strong feelings that most people could relate to, and that is how he became so popular so fast. The poet’s main themes really decide who can relate to them and if they want to read their poems or not.