You might think that this relates the idea 2129 Words 9 Pages Metaphysical Conceit in the Poetry of John Donne Many of John Donne's poems contain metaphysical conceits and intellectual reasoning to build a deeper understanding of the speaker's emotional state. The Indias of spice and mine imply both India in the east and the Red Indians in the west. I read with an open mind and am prepared to be proved wrong. It is suggested that the sun should be attending to more important concerns at that hour, rather than waking two lovers: Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late schoolboys, and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen, that the king will ride, Call country ants to harvest offices Lines 5-8. Within their conceits, they manage to engage… 1940 Words 8 Pages John Donne was one of the most influential poets of the seventeenth century.
By the time Cowley died, though, conceits had gone out of fashion. The poet in the poem, The Flea by John Donne, asks his beloved to observe the flea carefully and mark that what she denies to him is not of much significance. The argument against the sun is continued. Membership includes a 10% discount on all editing orders. He says that his lover replies that neither of them is less noble for having killed the flea.
The narrator begins to list off all of the other things the sun could be doing — reminding oversleeping schoolchildren that they are going to be later for school, beginning the day for noblemen, anything other than waking up the speaker and reminding that they need to begin their day. He instead advises the sun to wake up the schoolboys, the huntsmen to wake up and start doing their duties. The same interest helps give this poem its emotional force: nobody knows if the sun goes around the Earth, or vice versa, that last line implies, but I'm quite certain that my life revolves around yours. The speaker is boasting now, putting the sun in its place with two perfectly constructed iambic pentameter lines - to emphasise the ease with which he could eclipse the sun. After reading the overview I can see that this poem could be written about Stephen Burt and his wife and although their love was forbidden in a sense they are at home and the sun is their only intruder who they eventually welcome.
However, there are also a number of differences between them. So, this is why we call John Donne as a metaphysical poet. The flea sucked her blood, and the sucked his and in this way in its body their respective bloods are mixed up. As evident in Hyperbole may lack the power to change the external physical world; still it changes the private world of the lovers, a world of emotion and experience that proves stubbornly resistant to logic, though marvelously—miraculously—open to language. Compared to their spiritual wealth, all material wealth seems counterfeit. The Sun Rising is one such poem.
You can picture the lovers being rudely awakened by the strong rays and wanting the sun to go elsewhere. The lover also asks the sun to relax as he is growing old performing his duties to warm the world which is worthless and should be reconciled by warming the narrator and his lover by considering the room to be the circumference of the earth sphere and their bed to be the center of the circumference sphere. The country ants and courtiers may knuckle under his authority but not so the lovers. He tries to force on us the conviction that the kings and their kingdoms are all with the lovers. Though their parents grudge their romance and though she will not make love to him, they are nevertheless united and cloistered in the living walls of the flea. It never changes, is unaffected by the divisions of the clock. The world has been contracted into the small bedroom of the poet.
Overtly addressed to the Sun, the poem is intended to bears for her. In it, Donne and his beloved wake up together, and Donne fears that someone will walk in on them: the unwelcome intruder is not her father, nor his boss, nor a London stranger, but the sun, which here's the conceit Donne treats as a person: Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains call on us? Yet, the innocent creature was guilty of no other crime except that of the sucking of their respective bloods. If the poet closes his eyes, the sunlight is rendered dark. Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday, And thou shalt hear, All here in one bed lay. Following this explanation, Donne begins the metaphor in the first stanza, addressing the sun as its morning rays awaken him, through the curtain. As with Shakespeare's sonnets, nobody really knows.
Their bloods mingle in the body of the flea as they mingle in the sex-act, despite the objections of her parents and her own objections. Now they have mingled in the flea, so its body is their marriage-bed. Lines 25-30 You're only half happy, being one. In the second stanza all the heat has dissipated and there is a more thoughtful approach as the speaker attempts to persuade the sun that his lover has the power to blind him. She would kill the flea, as well as the poet whose blood it has sucked.
It begins with a rush of blood, a blunt telling off, as if the speaker's space and style has been cramped. The sun need not think that his light is dazzling and worthy of respect. John Donne is said to be the unsurpassed metaphysical poet, metaphysical poetry being poetry relating to a group of 17-century English poets whose verse is typified by an intellectually arduous style, admitting extended metaphors and comparing very disparate things. Attitude towards Love By the third stanza, the beloved has already killed the innocent flea. I don't know the demographics, but I suspect that Poetry reaches a rather diverse audience of poetry lovers, not all of whom are--or even want to be--scholars.