I read this poem for the first time when I went to Carleton University ... in 1965, or 60 years ago!
Earlier this evening, while watching a TV programme, Marvell's poem came to mind. As you may well surmise, it came about as a direct result of the theme of the show: The coyness of the principal female lead, and the persistence of the male lead, against all odds and in the face of mounting resistance.
One of the things that had resonated for me, as it had so very long ago (though strangely, as if it had been not so very long ago at all), was the eloquence of the appeal coupled with his persistence despite rising odds against ever achieving any actual physical satisfaction.
Just imagine, a poem so well written that it not only stayed in my mind, but that a show watched so long afterward could cause me to dwell on its import, as well as its impact, so long after the first reading.