If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote explores the relationship between physical and spiritual connection in love.
In this line, William Butler Yeats questions the nature of true connection, contemplating whether the physical body or the soul holds greater significance in the experience of love. By pondering which aspect is more blessed, Yeats suggests that both the physical and spiritual elements play vital roles in deepening our emotional and romantic bonds, emphasizing the complexity of human relationships.
Themes
SoulBodyLoveConnectionBlessed
In practice
Example use cases
Using this quote in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of both physical and emotional connections.
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