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  • Carpe DiemLatin for seize the dayCarpe diem quam minimum credula postero "Seize the Day, putting as little trust as possible in the next [day]" Horace, an Epicurean thinkercarpere: to pick or pluckthe philosophy of Epicurus who subscribed to a hedonistic ethics that considered an imperturbable emotional calm the highest good and whose followers held intellectual pleasures superior to transient sensualism (Merriam Webster) YOLORomans sometimes displayed a human skull at their wild parties as a reminder of the fate no man can escape

  • Robert Herrick1591-1674Apprenticed to his uncle, a London goldsmithperhaps how he acquired his taste for small, beautiful thingsDid not enter a university until age 22 (very late in that time) and did not leave until 29showed a lack of ambition and driveNo regular occupation for the next few yearsFriends with playwright Ben JohnsonAt some point, ordained as a priestSerious part of his life began at age 39

  • Robert HerrickSent to a parish in Dean Prior in Devonshirewent Country referred to as wretched and barbaric by Londonershe called Devonshire dull and loathd; he even kept a tame pig and taught it to drink from a tall mughe once threw his sermon book at a congregation that had the audacity to look bored1647 Cromwells army arrived and replaced him with a more puritanical preacher (very unlike Herrick)

  • Robert Herrick1648 - lived in London again and published a volume of about 1,400 poems (Hesperides, or the Works Both Human and Divine of Robert Herrick, Esq.)Hesperides: classic mythological name for collection of nymphs who live in a garden and watch over a tree that bears golden apples; this implies the book is full of precious thingsLess than a fourth fit into the divine category--others are very humanHerrick may have lived a less lively life than his poetryWhen the king was restored 13 years later, Herrick was reinstated and lived there until he died at age 83

  • Robert HerrickEntrenched in Latin poetryWrote his poems as if he were an ancient Roman, imposing pagan customs, creeds, and rituals on the English countryfolk and his own householdImitated the Latin love poems when he addressed poems to beautiful women with classical names (e.g. Julia, Corinna, Perilla, Anthea, and Electra)

  • Robert HerrickOther poem topics: his small house, his spaniel named Tracy, the royal family in London, and whatever came to his mindPoems overall present idea of Merrie England, an ideal, pastoral state where sadness is momentary and pleasure innocentNow apparent that he hid his political views behind the guise of pastoral poetry

  • To the Virgins, to Make Much of TimeGather ye rosebuds while ye may

    Helios: Greek god who personified the sun; drove his chariot across the sky every day

  • Andrew Marvell1621-1678Son of a clergymanStudied at Cambridge University and received an excellent educationPoet John Milton, who was not easily impressed by other mens learning said Marvell was well read in the Greek and Latin classicsAfter receiving his bachelors degree, Marvell traveled for several years in Holland, France, Italy, and Spain

  • Andrew MarvellNot involved in the Civil Wars of the 1640s (not aligned with Royalists or Parliamentarians)1650 tutor to heiress Mary Fairfax, daughter of Sir Thomas Fairfax (lord general of the Parliamentary armies)wrote Upon Appleton House about one of the Fairfaxs estates, Nun Appletondid not publish this or any of his other poems; wrote only for his friends and his own entertainment

  • Andrew MarvellAfter leaving the Fairfaxes, he became tutor to a ward of Oliver Cromwell1657 assistant to Cromwells secretary of state after a recommendation from John Milton1659 active in politics, serving as a member of Parliament for his native city, Hull, until his death1660 King Charles II restored and Commonwealth government dissolvedhad influence with Royalists to save John Miltons lifepublished verses satirizing political opponents and prose pamphlets on issues of the dayMarvell hated the king so much that friends feared he would put them in jeopardy; rumors arose that Marvell was poisoned, but its more likely that he died during a fever from lack of medical careHis housekeeper claimed to be his wife after his death and sold his lyric poems to a publisher

  • Andrew MarvellPoetry reflects admirable qualities of Renaissance lyrical poetryWitty, ingenious metaphorsSome poems light and graceful, but many are deeper and more thoughtfulReferred to as the most major of the minor English poets

  • What a Line!Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?Do I know you? Cause you look a lot like my next girlfriend.People call me John, but you can call me TONIGHT.I hope you know CPR because you take my breath away.I think you need a ticket because youre looking FINE!Are you from Tennessee? Youre the only TEN I SEE!Can I have your picture so I can show Santa what I want for Christmas?Do your feet hurt from running through my dreams all night?

  • To His Coy MistressReading notesThe word coy comes from the Latin word quietus, meaning to become quiet. Today coy suggests a certain deliberate flirtatiousness, a meaning Marvell would not have employed.The word mistress at the time this poem was written did not mean a sexual partner like it does today; it was closer to the term girlfriend used now.T.S. Eliot praised the variety and order of Marvells images, noting the high speed, the succession of concentrated images, and then way each image magnifies the original idea. He took Marvells words Let us roll all our strength and all / Our sweetness up into one ball and in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock wrote, To have squeezed the universe into a ball / To roll it towards some overwhelming question . . .