The Sun Rising
John Donne
1572 to 1631
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Busy old fool, unruly sun,
Why dost thou thus,
______ windows, and through curtains call on us?
Must to ______ motions lovers' seasons run?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
______ school boys and sour prentices,
Go tell court huntsmen ______ 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 ______ eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that ______ would not lose her sight so long;
If her ______ have not blinded thine,
Look, and tomorrow late, tell me,
Whether both th' Indias of spice and mine
Be ______ thou leftst them, or lie here with me.
Ask ______ those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, All here in one bed lay.
She's all states, ______ all princes, I,
Nothing else is.
Princes do but ______ us; compared to this,
All honor's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,
In ______ the world's contracted thus.
Thine age asks ease, and ______ thy duties be
To warm the world, that's done ______ warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere.