A Poetical Discovery

MarvellFound inside a book today, some poetry extracts (handwritten and typed). One of these is from Andrew Marvell’s The Definition of Love which I was unfamiliar with. It has proved a nice Friday morning discovery. If you can’t see the picture very clearly these are the stanzas we found:

As lines, so love’s oblique, may well
Themselves in every angle greet :
But ours, so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.

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


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