The Dream: Dear Love, for Nothing Less than Thee

The Dream: Dear Love, for Nothing Less than Thee

The poem's speaker addresses a beloved whose presence woke him from a dream, insisting that only she, not something lesser, could justify breaking off so happy a dream, since she herself was a subject fit for reason rather than mere fantasy. He tells her she wisely woke him, yet did not truly end the dream but continued it, for thoughts of her are true enough to turn dreams into truths and fables into histories. He bids her enter his arms, reasoning that since she thought it best not to let him dream the whole dream, they should now act out the rest of it together. He recalls that it was her eyes, like lightning or a taper's light, and not any noise, that woke him. At first sight he took her for an angel, since she loves truth, but when he realized she could see into his heart and knew his thoughts beyond what any angel's art could achieve, and knew what he had been dreaming and exactly when excess of joy would wake him, and came to him at that very moment, he concludes it would be profane to think her anything other than simply herself. In the final stanza he observes that her coming to him and staying showed her to be truly herself, but her rising to leave now makes him doubt that she is still the same. He reflects that love is weak wherever fear is as strong as love itself, and that a love is not wholly spirit, pure and brave, if it is mixed with fear, shame, or honour. He compares her to a torch that men light and put out only so that it may be made ready again, suggesting that she deals with him the same way: coming to kindle him, then going only so that she may come again. He resolves that he will dream that hope of her return once more, for otherwise he would die.

By John Donne · First published 1633 · Genre: Metaphysical Poetry, Love Poetry, Dream Literature · 360 words

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Dear love, for nothing less than thee / Would I have broke this happy dream; / It was a theme / For reason, much too strong for fantasy. / Therefore thou waked'st me wisely; yet / My dream thou brokest not, but continued'st it. / Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice / To make dreams truths, and fables histories; / Enter these arms, for since thou thought'st it best, / Not to dream all my dream, let's act the rest.

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metaphysical poetry · love poetry · romantic devotion · dreamlike imagery · spiritual yearning · poetic conceit · emotional intensity · introspection · transcendence · 17th century literature · lyric verse · unrequited love

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