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The Good Morrow by John Donne
The Good Morrow by John Donne

"The Good-Morrow" is a metaphysical love poem written by John Donne. It explores the theme of spiritual and intellectual unity between lovers. The poem begins with the speaker addressing his lover, expressing the idea that their love has awakened them to a new reality. The title, "The Good-Morrow," suggests that this awakening is a fresh beginning or a new dawn in their relationship.

Donne uses rich and complex metaphors to describe the profound connection between the lovers. He compares their love to a pair of hemispheres, suggesting that they are each other's completion and fulfillment. The poem also delves into the idea of the lovers' souls being so intertwined that they were not truly alive before they found each other.

As the poem progresses, Donne dismisses the significance of the lovers' past experiences and relationships, asserting that their true love has made everything before irrelevant. He playfully challenges the conventional notions of love and suggests that their newfound connection transcends physical and earthly limitations.

"The Good-Morrow" concludes with a celebration of the lovers' spiritual union and the idea that their love will only deepen and mature as they continue their journey together. Overall, the poem is a celebration of profound love and the transformative power it holds in shaping the lovers' understanding of themselves and the world.

Main Text
The Good-Morrow
By John Donne
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

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