There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse at morning And lief lie down of nights. But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts, And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects the fleeting nature of joy and the inevitability of sober reflection in life.
A. E. Housman's quote explores the human condition, suggesting that while individuals may seek continuous pleasure through liquor, love, or conflict, there are moments of sober reflection where one must confront the deeper truths of existence. The imagery of waking in the morning and lying down at night signifies the cyclical nature of life, where moments of revelry are often interspersed with periods of serious contemplation that can weigh on the heart.
Themes
LifeJoyReflectionPleasureSorrowExistence
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a speech about the balance between hedonism and responsibility.
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