There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that material wealth is less valuable than emotional attachment and freedom in love.
In this quote, A. E. Housman conveys the idea that while it is acceptable to give away material possessions, one should protect their heart and emotions. The metaphor of giving away crowns and jewels represents the idea of generosity, but the emphasis on keeping one's 'fancy free' highlights the importance of emotional independence and the caution against becoming too attached or losing oneself in romantic ventures.
Themes
LoveFreedomHeartGenerosityAttachment
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech to emphasize the importance of emotional bonds over material gifts.
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