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John Donne (1572-1631)

A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day


              1'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,
              2Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks;
              3      The sun is spent, and now his flasks
              4      Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;
              5           The world's whole sap is sunk;
              6The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk,
              7Whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk,
              8Dead and interr'd; yet all these seem to laugh,
              9Compar'd with me, who am their epitaph.

            10Study me then, you who shall lovers be
            11At the next world, that is, at the next spring;
            12      For I am every dead thing,
            13      In whom Love wrought new alchemy.
            14           For his art did express
            15A quintessence even from nothingness,
            16From dull privations, and lean emptiness;
            17He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot
            18Of absence, darkness, death: things which are not.

            19All others, from all things, draw all that's good,
            20Life, soul, form, spirit, whence they being have;
            21      I, by Love's limbec, am the grave
            22      Of all that's nothing. Oft a flood
            23           Have we two wept, and so
            24Drown'd the whole world, us two; oft did we grow
            25To be two chaoses, when we did show
            26Care to aught else; and often absences
            27Withdrew our souls, and made us carcasses.

            28But I am by her death (which word wrongs her)
            29Of the first nothing the elixir grown;
            30      Were I a man, that I were one
            31      I needs must know; I should prefer,
            32           If I were any beast,
            33Some ends, some means; yea plants, yea stones detest,
            34And love; all, all some properties invest;
            35If I an ordinary nothing were,
            36As shadow, a light and body must be here.

            37But I am none; nor will my sun renew.
            38You lovers, for whose sake the lesser sun
            39      At this time to the Goat is run
            40      To fetch new lust, and give it you,
            41           Enjoy your summer all;
            42Since she enjoys her long night's festival,
            43Let me prepare towards her, and let me call
            44This hour her vigil, and her eve, since this
            45Both the year's, and the day's deep midnight is.

Notes

1] St. Lucy's day, Dec. 13, was regarded as the shortest day in the old (Julian) calendar.

3] flasks: obsolete variant of flashes.

4] squibs: (unimpressive) fireworks.

6] general balm. It was thought that, as Donne puts it in one of his verse letters, "In everything there naturally grows / A Balsamum [balm] to keep it fresh and new."
hydroptic: dropsical.

7] Miss Gardner notes that in Hippocrates' famous description of the signs of imminent death the dying man huddles at the foot of the bed.

14] express: press out.

15] quintessence: the fifth essence of ancient and mediaeval philosophy and alchemy, latent inall things and the substance of the heavenly bodies.

17-18] ruin'd: probably used in an alchemical sense of reducing to elements. absence, darkness, death probably correspond to the three basic elements of alchemy: salt, sulphur, mercury.

21] limbec: alembic for distillation.

29] elixir: quintessence.

31] prefer: be able to select and reject. Donne is comparing the powers possessed by man, beasts, plants, and stones. Grierson quotes from a sermon in which Donne says that even stones, though they have not even a vegetable soul, "may have life'' and may therefore select and reject, i.e., "detest and love."

34] invest: clothe.

39] the Goat: Capricorn; at the winter solstice the sun enters Capricorn.


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
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Original text: John Donne, Poems, by J. D. With elegies on the authors death (M. F. for J. Marriot, 1633). MICF no. 556 ROBA. Facs. edn. Menston: Scolar Press, 1969. PR 2245 A2 1633A. STC 7045.
First publication date: 1633
RPO poem editor: N. J. Endicott
RP edition: 3RP 1.169-70.
Recent editing: 4:2002/2/5

Rhyme: abbacccdd


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