| John Donne (1572–1631). The Poems of John Donne. 1896. | | | | Appendix A. Doubtful Poems | | Sun, Begone |
| | | WHEREFORE peep’st thou, envious Day? | |
| We can kiss without thee; | |
| Lovers hate that golden ray | |
| Which thou bear’st about thee. | |
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| Go, and give them light that sorrow, | 5 |
| Or the sailor flying: | |
| Our embraces need no morrow, | |
| Nor our kisses eyeing. | |
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| We shall curse thy envious eye | |
| For thy soon betraying; | 10 |
| Or condemn thee for a spy, | |
| If thou find’st us playing. | |
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| Get thee gone, and lend thy flashes | |
| Where there’s need of lending: | |
| Our affections are not ashes, | 15 |
| Nor our pleasures ending. | |
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| Were we cold or wither’d here, | |
| We could stay thee by us; | |
| Or but one another’s sphere, | |
| Then thou shouldst not fly us. | 20 |
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| We are young, thou spoilst our pleasure; | |
| Go to sea and slumber; | |
| Darkness only lends us leisure | |
| Our stolen joys to number. | | | | |
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