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by Andrew Marvell (1621 - 1678)

How vainly men themselves amaze
Language: English 
How vainly men themselves amaze
To win the palm, the oak, or bays,
And their [uncessant labours see
Crown'd from some single]1 herb or tree,
Whose short and narrow-verged shade
Does prudently their toils upbraid;
While [all the flowers and trees]2 do close
To weave the garlands of repose!

Fair Quiet, have I found thee here,
And Innocence thy sister dear?
Mistaken long, I sought you then
In busy companies of men:
Your sacred plants, if here below,
Only among the plants will grow:
Society is all but rude
To this delicious solitude.

No white nor red was ever seen
So amorous as this lovely green.
Fond lovers, cruel as their flame,
Cut in these trees their mistress' name:
Little, alas! they know or heed
How far these beauties hers exceed!
Fair trees! wheres'e'er your barks I wound,
No name shall but your own be found.

When we have run our passions' heat,
Love hither makes his best retreat:
The gods, that mortal beauty chase,
Still in a tree did end their race;
Apollo hunted Daphne so
Only that she might laurel grow;
And Pan did after Syrinx speed
Not as a nymph, but for a reed.

What wondrous life [in]3 this I lead!
Ripe apples [drop]4 about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons, as I pass,
Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.

Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less
Withdraws into its happiness;
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that 's made
To a green thought in a green shade.

Here at the fountain's sliding foot,
Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root,
Casting the body's vest aside,
My soul into the boughs does glide;
There, like a bird, it sits and sings,
Then whets and combs its silver wings,
And, till prepared for longer flight,
Waves in its plumes the various light.

Such was that happy Garden-state
While man there walk'd without a mate:
After a place so pure and sweet,
What other help could yet be meet!
But 'twas beyond a mortal's share
To wander solitary there:
Two paradises 'twere in one,
To live in Paradise alone.

How well the skilful gard'ner drew
Of flowers and herbs this dial new!
Where, from above, the milder sun
Does through a fragrant zodiac run:
And, as it works, th' industrious bee
Computes its time as well as we.
How could such sweet and wholesome hours
Be reckon'd, but with herbs and flowers!

Available sung texts:   ← What is this?

•   D. Thomas •   S. Wilkinson 

S. Wilkinson sets stanzas 1-2, 5-6
D. Thomas sets stanzas 5-6

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1 Wilkinson: "incessant labours see/ Crowned from single"
2 Wilkinson: "all flowers and all trees"
3 Wilkinson: "is"
4 Wilkinson: "fall"

Text Authorship:

  • by Andrew Marvell (1621 - 1678), "Thoughts in a Garden" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by David Evan Thomas (b. 1958), "Wondrous life", 2015, stanzas 5-6 [ tenor and piano ], from Green Thoughts in a Green Shade, no. 3 [sung text checked 1 time]
  • by Stephen Wilkinson (b. 1919), "The Garden", stanzas 1-2,5-6 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this page: Mike Pearson

This text was added to the website: 2015-02-17
Line count: 72
Word count: 449

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