In a series of Lives of Poets' Wives it would be hard to make much of Mrs.Andrew Marvell.

For different but still cogent reasons it is hard to write a life of her famous husband.
Andrew Marvell was born at Winestead in Holdernesse, on Easter Eve, the 31st of March 1621, in the Rectory House, the elder Marvell, also Andrew, being then the parson of the parish.

No fitter birthplace for a garden-poet can be imagined.

Roses still riot in Winestead; the fruit-tree roots are as mossy as in the seventeenth century.

At the right season you may still "Through the hazels thick espy The hatching throstle's shining eye." Birds, fruits and flowers, woods, gardens, meads, and rivers still make the poet's birthplace lovely.
"Loveliness, magic, and grace, They are here--they are set in the world! They abide! and the finest of souls Has not been thrilled by them all, Nor the dullest been dead to them quite.
The poet who sings them may die, But they are immortal and live, For they are the life of the world." Holdernesse was not the original home of the Marvells, who would seem to have been mostly Cambridgeshire folk, though the name crops up in other counties.