Thus, though cannot make sun Stand still, make run. — Andrew Marvell, Coy Mistress

Andrew Marvell To His Coy Mistress

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Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.

Andrew Marvell, To His Coy Mistress

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