Andrew Marvell, To His Coy Mistress

"Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run."

"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."

"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."