Vegetable love
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
To his Coy Mistress
by Andrew Marvell
Drawing and painting.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow;
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze
To My Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell

