If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
There is only one romance the Soul's.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that the most profound form of love is that which connects deeply with the soul.
William Butler Yeats emphasizes that true romance transcends physical attraction and superficial connections; it is a soulful experience that resonates at the deepest level. This kind of romance is nurturing, profound, and integral to one's existence, highlighting the importance of emotional and spiritual bonds in relationships.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the depth of love shared between the couple.
If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.
Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.
Gaston was not only a fierce lover, with endless wisdom and imagination, but he was also, perhaps, the first man in the history of the species who had made an emergency landing and had come close to killing himself and his sweetheart simply to make love in a field of violets.
I have been overcome by the beauty and richness of our life together, those early mornings setting out, those evenings gleaming with rivers and lakes below us, still holding the last light.
Extinguish my eyes, I'll go on seeing you. Seal my ears, I'll go on hearing you. And without feet I can make my way to you, without a mouth I can swear your name. Break off my arms, I'll take hold of you with my heart as with a hand. Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat. And if you consume my brain with fire, I'll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.
Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.
I do not love a man who is zealous for nothing.
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