The Poetics of Seduction in Roman Lyric and Elegy William Tortorelli CAMWS 2014
[email protected] 1. a. The Flea by John Donne 1. c. To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deny'st me is; Had we but world enough, and time, It sucked me first, and now sucks thee, This coyness, lady, were no crime. And in this flea, our two bloods mingled be; We would sit down and think which way Thou knowest that this cannot be said To walk, and pass our long love's day; A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Yet this enjoys before it woo, Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide And pampered, swells with one blood made of two, Of Humber would complain. I would And this, alas, is more than we would do. Love you ten years before the Flood; Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare, And you should, if you please, refuse Where we almost, yea, more than married are. Till the conversion of the Jews. This flea is you and I, and this My vegetable love should grow Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is; Vaster than empires, and more slow. Though parents grudge, and you, we are met An hundred years should go to praise And cloistered in these living walls of jet. Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; Though use make you apt to kill me, Two hundred to adore each breast, Let not to that self murder added be, But thirty thousand to the rest; And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.