Had we but world enough, and time

“Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And wh…”

“But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder al…”

“My vegetable love will growVaster than empires, and more slow.”

“For Juliana comes, and she, what I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me.”