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Herbert J.C. Grierson, ed. (1886–1960). Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the 17th C.  1921.
 
Andrew Marvell
 
119. The Coronet
 
WHEN for the Thorns with which I long, too long, 
        With many a piercing wound, 
        My Saviours head have crown'd, 
I seek with Garlands to redress that Wrong: 
    Through every Garden, every Mead,         5
I gather flow'rs (my fruits are only flow'rs) 
    Dismantling all the fragrant Towers 
That once adorn'd my Shepherdesses head. 
And now when I have summ'd up all my store, 
    Thinking (so I my self deceive)  10
    So rich a Chaplet thence to weave 
As never yet the king of Glory wore: 
    Alas I find the Serpent old 
    That, twining in his speckled breast, 
    About the flow'rs disguis'd does fold,  15
    With wreaths of Fame and Interest. 
Ah, foolish Man, that would'st debase with them, 
And mortal Glory, Heavens Diadem! 
But thou who only could'st the Serpent tame, 
Either his slipp'ry knots at once untie,  20
And disintangle all his winding Snare: 
Or shatter too with him my curious frame: 
And let these wither, so that he may die, 
Though set with Skill and chosen out with Care. 
That they, while Thou on both their Spoils dost tread,  25
May crown thy Feet, that could not crown thy Head. 
 
 
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