| Herbert J.C. Grierson, ed. (1886–1960). Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the 17th C. 1921. |
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| John Donne |
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| 1. The good-morrow |
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| I WONDER by my troth, what thou, and I | |
| Did, till we lov'd? were we not wean'd till then? | |
| But suck'd on countrey pleasures, childishly? | |
| Or snorted we in the seaven sleepers den? | |
| T'was so; But this, all pleasures fancies bee. | 5 |
| If ever any beauty I did see, | |
| Which I desir'd, and got, t'was but a dreame of thee. | |
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| And now good morrow to our waking soules, | |
| Which watch not one another out of feare; | |
| For love, all love of other sights controules, | 10 |
| And makes one little roome, an every where. | |
| Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, | |
| Let Maps to other, worlds on worlds have showne, | |
| Let us possesse one world, each hath one, and is one. | |
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| My face in thine eye, thine in mine appeares, | 15 |
| And true plaine hearts doe in the faces rest, | |
| Where can we finde two better hemispheares | |
| Without sharpe North, without declining West? | |
| What ever dyes, was not mixt equally; | |
| If our two loves be one, or, thou and I | 20 |
| Love so alike, that none doe slacken, none can die. | |
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