Last night, as I watched T.V……. I walked with Rena once more. Then, she turned. I let out a painful sigh.
“It’s only Wonder Woman.”
When Rena wrote “lonely as well” I was – gone! When the most beautiful woman you ever beheld walks out of your life, there is a undescribable loneliness. You will never see her likes again. Yes, I know how lucky my loneliness is. All but a few will ever have the chance to describe it. You read Rena is lonely……….while reciting poetry for eight hours while vacuuming! I am blown away! This is a sentence – from the gods!
Imagine, if you found yourself walking behind Rena, and, your best friend says;
“She has committed a million poems to memory! I had the good fortune to test her. Come sunrise, she is reciting poem No. 122……….The Ballad of the Reading Gaol!”
“You have got to introduce me to her! You know how much I love poetry!”
“That’s a – no go! She can only handle one friend at a time. She calls me her ‘Best Friend’.”
“But, you hate poetry! This is not right!”
“Hey, Jack! Life is unfair. She says we will become lovers if I can manage to memorize – just one poem! I can’t even remember my phone number. Hey! You got a good memory. Maybe you can help me?”
It’s like buying a ten million dollar lottery ticket, and losing it. Every time you got to buy another, you ask yourself if you are a sucker for punishment. What are the odds of ever beholding another Rena, least, kiss her?
Why is it Rena’s mind can only “roam free” while she is at work? Does her cowboy husband – hate poetry? She uses the word “whilst” on me, a word she can not use at home lest her Cowpoke Bubba, growl at her;
“Hey! I told you not to use Limey-Bastard words around me. You’re still in love with him, aren’t you?”
“Who are you talking about?”
“There’s more than one?”
What kind of coy world – are we really living in?
I think I whilst alter this poem to ‘His Cow Mistress’. “shouldst” I?
At least two poets have taken up the challenge of responding to Marvell’s poem in the character of the lady so addressed. Annie Finch‘s “Coy Mistress” suggests that poetry is a more fitting use of their time than lovemaking, while A.D. Hope‘s “His Coy Mistress to Mr. Marvell” turns down the offered seduction outright.
To His Coy Mistress
So should you be using while or whilst? First, some history: the word while was first recorded in Old English and it can be used as a noun, a verb, a relative adverb, a conjunction, or a preposition. Whilst is a later form and was first evidenced in the late 14th century.
Whilst is more limited in scope than while, and can only be used as a conjunction and relative adverb, so if you know the word you want is a noun, verb, or preposition, then while is the only possible option. As conjunctions and relative adverbs, while and whilst mean exactly the same: