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Andrew Marvell, “The Garden”
How vainly men themselves amazeTo win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes;And their uncessant Labours seeCrown’d from some single Herb or Tree.Whose short and narrow vergèd ShadeDoes prudently their Toyles upbraid;While all Flow’rs and all Trees do closeTo weave the Garlands of repose.Fair quiet, have I found thee here,And Innocence thy Sister dear!Mistaken long, I… →