the "sweet disorder" of the poems of Herrick, we find Andrew Marvell's evergreen "To His Coy Mistress": "An hundred years should go to praise/Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;/Two hundred to adore each breast;/But thirty thousand to the rest." This is quite probably the best example in literature of a poem written to persuade the beloved into bed. It is John Donne, however, who tells us how to proceed once successfully between the sheets:License my roving hands, and
let them go,
from Carol Ann Duffy: The Daily Telegraph: Carol Ann Duffy
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