Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
John DonneRead
For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness He ruined me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death; things which are not.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses how love can transform even the most desolate parts of existence into something profound and meaningful.
In this quote, John Donne delves into the power of love and its ability to create beauty and significance from what appears to be lost or void. He uses metaphors of death and emptiness to illustrate that love, like alchemy, can turn these negatives into something potent and renewed, highlighting the transformative nature of love itself.
Themes
LoveTransformationAlchemyDeathEmptinessArt
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding ceremony to express the power of love.
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