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The Sun Rising by John Donne


"The Sun Rising" is a poem written by John Donne. Donne changes his mind about the sun throughout this poem. At first, he starts to ask why must the sun start shining? He basically cries out that he wants to stay in bed a bit longer (with his love, of course). However, as the poem goes on he starts to state that the sun brings warmth and goodness to the world so it should shine and fill their room.

"The Sun Rising" is a three stanza poem with ten lines in each. It is written in the rhyme structure of ABABCDCDEE. 8-4-10-10-8-8-10-10-10-10 is the syllable structure. It is written in iambic foot.


The Sun Rising

Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
Late school-boys and sour prentices,
Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,
Call country ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Thy beams so reverend, and strong
Why shouldst thou think?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight so long.
If her eyes have not blinded thine,
Look, and to-morrow late tell me,
Whether both th' Indias of spice and mine
Be where thou left'st them, or lie here with me.
Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, "All here in one bed lay."

She's all states, and all princes I;
Nothing else is;
Princes do but play us ; compared to this,
All honour's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,
In that the world's contracted thus;
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.

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