Andrew Marvell's "The Definition of Love" suggests that the greatest love is an impossible one. The poem's speaker and a beloved can't be together, but by going on loving each other in spite of distance and hopelessness, they achieve a love the speaker imagines in terms of mathematical perfection. Like two parallel lines, the lovers are exactly matched in their feelings—and like two parallel lines, they can never touch. "The Definition of Love" first appeared in the posthumous 1681 collection Miscellaneous Poems.
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1My love is of a birth as rare
2As 'tis for object strange and high;
3It was begotten by Despair
4Upon Impossibility.
5Magnanimous Despair alone
6Could show me so divine a thing
7Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
8But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.
9And yet I quickly might arrive
10Where my extended soul is fixt,
11But Fate does iron wedges drive,
12And always crowds itself betwixt.
13For Fate with jealous eye does see
14Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
15Their union would her ruin be,
16And her tyrannic pow'r depose.
17And therefore her decrees of steel
18Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
19(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
20Not by themselves to be embrac'd;
21Unless the giddy heaven fall,
22And earth some new convulsion tear;
23And, us to join, the world should all
24Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
25As lines, so loves oblique may well
26Themselves in every angle greet;
27But ours so truly parallel,
28Though infinite, can never meet.
29Therefore the love which us doth bind,
30But Fate so enviously debars,
31Is the conjunction of the mind,
32And opposition of the stars.
1My love is of a birth as rare
2As 'tis for object strange and high;
3It was begotten by Despair
4Upon Impossibility.
5Magnanimous Despair alone
6Could show me so divine a thing
7Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
8But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.
9And yet I quickly might arrive
10Where my extended soul is fixt,
11But Fate does iron wedges drive,
12And always crowds itself betwixt.
13For Fate with jealous eye does see
14Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
15Their union would her ruin be,
16And her tyrannic pow'r depose.
17And therefore her decrees of steel
18Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
19(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
20Not by themselves to be embrac'd;
21Unless the giddy heaven fall,
22And earth some new convulsion tear;
23And, us to join, the world should all
24Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
25As lines, so loves oblique may well
26Themselves in every angle greet;
27But ours so truly parallel,
28Though infinite, can never meet.
29Therefore the love which us doth bind,
30But Fate so enviously debars,
31Is the conjunction of the mind,
32And opposition of the stars.
My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt,
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds itself betwixt.
For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
Their union would her ruin be,
And her tyrannic pow'r depose.
And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd;
Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
As lines, so loves oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet;
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.
Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
A Brief Biography — Learn more about Marvell's life and work via the Poetry Foundation.
Portraits of Marvell — See some portraits of Marvell as a young man via London's National Portrait Gallery.
The Poem Aloud — Listen to a reading of the poem.
Marvell's Legacy — Read a review of a recent Marvell biography that discusses his literary afterlife.
Miscellaneous Poems — Take a look at images from a first edition of Marvell's Miscellaneous Poems—the posthumous poetry a woman who claimed to be his wife (but was likely his housekeeper) salvaged from his papers.