Music, the mosaic of the air.

- Andrew Marvell

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays; And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from some single herb or tree. Whose short…

- Andrew Marvell

But Fate does iron wedges drive, And always crowds itself betwixt.

- Andrew Marvell

My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow.

- Andrew Marvell

Therefore the love which us doth bind, But fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

- Andrew Marvell

And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.

- Andrew Marvell

The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.

- Andrew Marvell

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

- Andrew Marvell

Annihilating all that's made, To a green thought in a green shade.

- Andrew Marvell