1.49 "Bermudas"

"Bermudas", Illuminated Island Mysteries, Essential, Interconnected.

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“When for the thorns with which I long, too long,

With many a piercing wound,

My Saviour’s head have crowned,

I seek with garlands to redress that wrong:

Through every garden, every mead,

I gather flowers (my fruits are only flowers),

Dismantling all the fragrant towers

That once adorned my shepherdess’s head.

And now when I have summed up all my store,

Thinking (so I myself deceive)

So rich a chaplet thence to weave

As never yet the King of Glory wore:

Alas, I find the serpent old

That, twining in his speckled breast,

About the flowers disguised does fold,

With wreaths of fame and interest.

Ah, foolish man, that wouldst debase with them,

And mortal glory, Heaven’s diadem!

But Thou who only couldst the serpent tame,

Either his slippery knots at once untie;

And disentangle all his winding snare;

Or shatter too with him my curious frame,

And let these wither, so that he may die,

Though set with skill and chosen out with care:

That they, while Thou on both their spoils dost tread,

May crown thy feet, that could not crown thy head.”

~ Andrew Marvell; ‘The Coronet,’ Complete Poems (1996)

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Here is an Excellent Supplement authored by C. G. Martin titled ‘Reversible Space, Linear Time: Andrew Marvell's Bermudas.’ It is a far more in-depth analysis of the poem that examines the sundry spatial & temporal motifs it covers.

Happy Reading!

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