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The Good-Morrow: John Donne

The poem expresses the speaker's love and intimacy with his partner upon waking. He wonders what they did before falling in love and sees all past pleasures as mere fantasies compared to being with his beloved. Now that their souls watch over each other in love rather than fear, even the whole world seems contained within their single room. Their love is so perfect and mixing that it can never die.

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The Good-Morrow: John Donne

The poem expresses the speaker's love and intimacy with his partner upon waking. He wonders what they did before falling in love and sees all past pleasures as mere fantasies compared to being with his beloved. Now that their souls watch over each other in love rather than fear, even the whole world seems contained within their single room. Their love is so perfect and mixing that it can never die.

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The Good-Morrow

BY J O H N D O N N E

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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