The Merriam-Webster dictionary
defines hyperbole as “extravagant exaggeration”. We find that even if one
engages in a hurried reading of Andrew Marvell’s “To His Coy Mistress”, the
hyperbole is inescapable.
The lover declares his love
fervently and vehemently – asserting that he will love his paramour for no less
a period than ten years from before the Great Flood to the time of the
apocalypse, which traditionalist Christians believe will be accompanied by the
conversion of the Jews.
The young man employs syllogistic flattery
and reality simultaneously. He suggests that for someone whose countenance is
so beautiful, she could postpone responding to his loving supplications by
journeying to exotic, faraway lands, such as the banks of the river Ganges,
while he would continue to mourn the separation and unresponsiveness by the
river Humber (incidentally, in the author’s hometown). However, in the same
breath, he insists that in reality, youth is fleeting and so, she must accept
his proposal immediately.
It also appears that in his fervent
love for his coy lover, the young man has warped the concept of time. He
insists that he will need a hundred years to praise her eyes and gaze upon her
forehead, two hundred to adore each of the twin constituents of her bosom, and
another thirty thousand years to complete the aforementioned activities with
the rest of her body.
For all his love-tinged pleas and
cries, he does not hold back on the occasional withering commentary; note how
the young man uses morbid imagery to shock his mistress into accepting his
proposal when he says, “…worms shall try that long preserved virginity…”. Using
this not-so-thinly-veiled reference to death, the lover seeks to convince his
mistress of the futility of resisting him.
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