A Valediction Forbidding Mourning: A Critical Analysis:
Parting
is in Donne’s love poetry is what Death is in his religious poetry – the test of
faith. He handled this theme in different ways. His Picture, where the lover
is about to go to the wars, fears how he may look when he returns, is one of
the most beautiful of Donne’s songs: “Sweetest love, I doe not goe/ For
weariness of thee.” The theme is handled
at greater length in one of Donne’s most torturous poems: A Valediction: of my Name, in the Window. Here the lover scratches
his name on a pane of glass as a charm to secure his mistress’ fidelity during
his absence. In A Valediction: of the
Book, he advises her to spend time while he is away making a book for the lovers out of the letters that have passed between them. On these last two,
though they contain fine messages, intellectual ingenuity has destroyed the
sense of poignancy of parting. But in A
Valediction: of Weeping, in spite of its celebration, the loss and pain of
parting are rendered by the passionate music of the verse.
But the
present poem A Valediction Forbidding
Mourning, that depicts the lover’s
attempt to dissuade the beloved from
mourning their separation by showing
logical reason, lacks the emotional and passionate mood that may drench the
sorrow of separation. Like The Good
Morrow, the poem celebrates higher spiritual love that stands apart from
the gross sensuality of ordinary lovers. That’s why the lover asserts that the
separation cannot affect their love which is not associated with bodies that
may be separated, but with soul that cannot be separated. But the lover comes
to his conclusion logically citing examples, witty comparison, ingenious conceits
and far-fetched metaphors.
As the
poem opens, we find the poet comparing their separation with the death of “virtuous
men” who “pass mildly away/ And whisper to their soul to go.” Similarly the poet bids her beloved to accept
their separation quietly without “tear-floods” and “sigh-tempests”: “So let us
melt and make no noise/ No tear-floods nor sigh sigh-tempest move”. Otherwise it will profane their sacred love by
revealing it to the common people. Men are afraid of earthquakes and the
damages caused by them. But the moment of the heavenly sphere, cause by them,
though much greater and violent, is quiet and harmless. Similarly ordinary
lovers may lament a separation but their love is so holy and pure that they have no feeling of loneliness. This contrast
of the corruptible earth and the incorruptible heaven leads to the contrast
between “Dull Sublunary lover’s love” whose animating principle is sensual
desire and the refined love of the poet and his beloved. A love which is “elemented” or “composed” of physical contact cannot endure absence. But
the refined sort of love which joins soul to soul can endure absence. As their
souls are joined into one, there can be no breach but only expansion. The poet
explains with the image of gold, the purest metal, which can be beaten out
almost to transparency, but it will not break: “Our two souls therefore, which
are one,/ Though I must go, endure not yet/ A breach, but an expansion,/ Like
gold to airy thinness beat.” The alchemical symbol for gold was a circle with a
point at its centre and it has been suggested that the memory of this led Donne
to his final image of the compass. If their identities are not one, but two
separate entities, the poet compares them to the two feats of a geometrical
compass. The soul of the beloved is like the fixed foot of the compass as she
stays at home. The poet’s soul is like the other foot of the compass which
moves in a circle: “If they be two, they are two so/ As stiff twin compasses
are two;/ Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show/ To move, but doth, if the
other do.” The fixed foot leans towards the moving foot and afterwards the
moving foot rejoins the fixed foot. The rejoining of the encircling foot
suggests the return of the poet to his beloved and their union – in spite of
their separate identities – is the very consummation and joy of love: “Thy firmness makes my circle just,/ And makes
me end where I begun”.
“To this comparison”, wrote Dr.
Johnson, “it may be doubted whether absurdity and ingenuity has the better”. However, he considered it as the crowning
example of the metaphysical poets’ “pursuit
of something new and strange”. Like a typical metaphysical poet, Donne drives
home his concept of love that is very akin to neo-platonic love with witty,
ingenious conceit, images and comparison. Images of death of virtuous men,
earthquake, gold beaten to transparency and lastly the incomparable conceit of
compass add to quaintness and ingenuity of the poem. The strength of the poem
lies in its argument and the use of appropriate conceits and images. Sometimes
hyperbole is used to emphasise a point that “tears’” are floods and “sighs” are
tempests. Thus the poet has been able to prove his point that his absence is no
cause for mourning for his beloved because their love is pure and constant.
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