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Analysis

The Good-Morrow, John Donne

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned (Were we not weaned) till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den? ’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
Blue: An enjambment/run-on-lines, where the sentence is unfinished and the meaning are unfinished at the end of the verse. Red: An alliteration, where two or more words that are close together start with the same letter. Brown: Assonance, where similar sounds are repeated, in this case the u in "sucked", the o in "on" and the ou in "country". Purple: A metaphor, which is a comparison without like or as. In verse 2, the discovery of their love is compared to the weaning (the act of stopping a child's breastfeeding) of the lovers. The metaphor in verse 6-7 is the comparison of previous loves of the speaker and the beauty of his newest love.
And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
Red: More alliteration. Silver: A hyperbole, which is an extreme exaggeration. In this case, the speaker's love is exaggerated, as it is physically impossible for it to control everything ot take up space. Orange: An anaphora, which is when multiple following verses start with the same word.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres, Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.
Brown: Assonance, in this case the i in "thine" and the word "eye" make the same sound. Blue: Another enjambment.
(The Norton Anthology of Poetry Third Edition, 1983)