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Quotation by Andrew Marvell
Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball: And tear our pleasures with rough strife, Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Andrew Marvell (1621–1678), British metaphysical poet. To His Coy Mistress, l. 41-6 (written c. 1650, published 1681).
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