Poems, by Andrew Marvell

Young Love.


Come little infant, love me now,

While thine unsuspected years

Clear thine agèd father’s brow

From cold jealousy and fears.


Pretty surely ’twere to see

By young Love old Time beguiled,

While our sportings are as free

As the nurse’s with the child.


Common beauties stay fifteen;

Such as yours should swifter move,10

Whose fair blossoms are too green

Yet for lust, but not for love.


Love as much the snowy lamb,

Or the wanton kid, does prize,

As the lusty bull or ram,

For his morning sacrifice.


Now then love me: Time may take

Thee before thy time away;

Of this need we’ll virtue make,

And learn love before we may.20


So we win of doubtful Fate,

And, if good she to us meant,

We that good shall antedate,

Or, if ill, that ill prevent.


Thus as kingdoms, frustrating

Other titles to their crown,

In the cradle crown their king,

So all foreign claims to drown;


So to make all rivals vain,

Now I crown thee with my love:30

Crown me with thy love again,

And we both shall monarchs prove.

9. — Stay till fifteen before they are loved.

24. —Prevent, anticipate.


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