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The metaphysical poets were those who during the seventeenth century, wrote under the influence of Jhon Donne. They were far more intellectual than their contemporaries in that they incorporated in their poems the latest that were being discovered in Science, Ptolemic astronomy, Geography, and the like. For this, they made unusual hyperboles or extended metahors to compare two unlike things, Conceit, Wit etc. The word metaphysical breaks into meta and physical, that is beyond the realm of being caught by the sensory organs.
posted by
anib
on November 15, 2018 at 11:04 PM
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Re: GMm
posted by
anib
on November 15, 2018 at 10:55 PM
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I agree with RP..... it seems that Herrick is aspiring to higher love, and is seeking his soul-mate, whether he already knows that it is Julia, or that he hopes so. Very touching indeed. The first stanzas address different aspects of the superiority of light in darkness, which is a universal theme of goodness among evil, love amidst hate, etc. Thanks my friend, for giving us the complete poem!! Cheers 
posted by
GoldenMean
on November 15, 2018 at 12:41 AM
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Aba brother - sorry to take so long getting to your post.
I do think he is speaking of love at the highest level; heart and soul; spiritual and physical. Beautiful. Thank you, Aba brother. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on November 14, 2018 at 7:26 PM
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Re: Anib...here it is GM. I'd like hoe you'd interpret.
The Night Piece, to Julia
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
No Will-o'-th'-Wisp mis-light thee,
Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee;
But on, on thy way,
Not making a stay,
Since ghost there's none to affright thee.
Let not the dark thee cumber;
What though the moon does slumber?
The stars of the night
Will lend thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number.
Then Julia let me woo thee,
Thus, thus to come unto me;
And when I shall meet
Thy silv'ry feet,
My soul I'll pour into thee.
posted by
anib
on November 13, 2018 at 6:33 PM
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thank you so m uch for visiting my site and being there for me. I need my friends right now. I am strong but none of us are an island.
posted by
Kabu
on November 13, 2018 at 5:30 PM
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Anib
I have not heard of such a thing as a "metaphysical poet", but it sounds right for this poem. Herrick's desire could be for close companionship of body, mind, and soul with a woman he truly loves, a "soul mate", rather than sexual desire. But the one could lead to the other, I suppose, LOL. But alas, you did not give us the poem itself, which I would now love to see!! Cheers
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GoldenMean
on November 13, 2018 at 8:13 AM
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