The Sun Rising Analysis

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 schoolboys 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, tomorrow 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 is 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 centre is, these walls thy sphere.

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We start this poem off with the sun awakening the author while he is in bed with his lover. As the author bids the sun to go chase late school boys and to let the king know its time to hunt or tell the ants its time to work we get the sense that this poem is about how love is not something that is on a time schedule to be dictated to. By the end the suns warmth that is being refered to is a metaphore for the warmth of the lovers bed. A very endearing poem that almost suggests that the lone sun's light pales in comparison to the combined flame of two lovers in bed.Hence the line "Thou, sun, art half as happy as we" This is a wonderful metaphoric poem!-C.Haskins

| Posted on 2009-11-05 | by a guest

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We start this poem off with the sun awakening the author while he is in bed with his lover. As the author bids the sun to go chase late school boys and to let the king know its time to hunt or tell the ants its time to work we get the sense that this poem is about how love is not something that is on a time schedule to be dictated to. By the end the suns warmth that is being refered to is a metaphore for the warmth of the lovers bed. A very endearing poem that almost suggests that the lone sun's light pales in comparison to the combined flame of two lovers in bed.Hence the line "Thou, sun, art half as happy as we" This is a wonderful metaphoric poem!-C.Haskins

| Posted on 2009-11-05 | by a guest

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This poem writen by John Donne, is very beautiful and is written well. It is about a man who is complaining about the sun waking him up. He chides the sun to chase late school boys etc. He then tells the sun that he is more superior than the sun becuase he can eclipse the sun but he would not do that because he cant bear losing sight of his lover. He compares his lover to the spices of India and the Mines (gold). He tells the sun that all the spices of India and all the Mines are sleeping next to him. He goes on to talk abit about domination. He then concludes by tell the sun that now this is its world, universe (the room). In the end we get the feeling that the lovers like the sun and its warmth.

| Posted on 2009-08-31 | by a guest

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This poem is written from a somewhat parochial and inward perspective- (That of Donne's). The poem features he and his lover as they lie in bed, having been woken and disturbed he suggests that the sun should revolve around the shedule of he and his lover... he asks the sun to go and wake the schoolboys/ workers- he and his lover wished not to be woken and disturbed- wot do u guys think as a quick overview??

| Posted on 2009-08-04 | by a guest

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bloody americans- why does everything ahve to be about u? just accept poetry without calling an invasion and napalm strike on it- lets analyse the poetry rather than slurring at one another, huh?

| Posted on 2009-08-04 | by a guest

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the sun rising is treated in a different way in this poem. The poet uses the sun-rise theme in many of his poems. To call the sun 'busy old fool' is in the metaphysical vein in which emotion is violently juxtaposed with intellectuality.
Dr.Ratan Bhattacharjee, Kolkata

| Posted on 2009-07-08 | by a guest

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It's a joke and quite a good one- S/he's most likely not even American...
loving the knee-jerk america-bashing though... reading more than the first sentence might have been sensible!

| Posted on 2009-06-01 | by a guest

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The American guy is laughing at you that your taking him seriously.

| Posted on 2009-03-04 | by a guest

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This is a typical poem of donne characterised by his vividness of experession ,quality of conceits and freshness of approch .

| Posted on 2009-02-19 | by a guest

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I laugh at the American guy who thinks this poem if about his country...

| Posted on 2009-02-10 | by a guest

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The speaker apostrophises the sun-There is already some hint of perversion.Already the sun is looked upon like an intruder.One main idea in the poem is time as an agent of mutability and change : it is belittled and held to ridicule.Likewise the sun is reduced from a macrocosmic dimension to a microcosmic one

| Posted on 2008-10-11 | by a guest

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John Donne was born in England in the 16th Century, America has nothing to do with his poetry you bigot yank.

| Posted on 2008-10-08 | by a guest

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This poem rejoices american culture though the enlightenment of the soul. The reincarnation of abraham lincoln brought happiness to the dwarf minority of sweden. I conclude that john donne's poems contradict the theories of existentialism.

| Posted on 2008-07-01 | by a guest