A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light
Interpretation
The quote celebrates the ideal qualities of a woman, combining strength and gentleness.
In this quote, William Wordsworth portrays the perfect woman as a harmonious blend of strength, compassion, and ethereal beauty. He emphasizes her role not only as a source of comfort and guidance but also as a being with a divine light that inspires and uplifts, suggesting that true strength in femininity lies in both commanding presence and gentle spirit.
In practice
In a speech about women's empowerment, one could use this quote to highlight the ideal qualities they admire in women.
For mightier far_x000D_ _x000D_ Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway_x000D_ _x000D_ Of magic potent over sun and star,_x000D_ _x000D_ Is love, though oft to agony distrest,_x000D_ _x000D_ And though his favourite be feeble woman's breast.
By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,_x000D_ _x000D_ The earth, and every common sight,_x000D_ _x000D_ To me did seem_x000D_ _x000D_ Apparelled in celestial light,_x000D_ _x000D_ The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will.
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his.
Close, close all night the lovers keep. They turn together in their sleep, Close as two pages in a book that read each other in the dark. Each knows all the other knows, learned by heart from head to toes.
What most did not understand then was that I was not only married to the man I loved, but I was also married to the movement that I loved.
The world is filled with love-play, from animal lust to sublime compassion.
Love only what befalls you and is spun for you by fate.
I made you, dear, and all I make is perfect. Please come close, for I desire you.
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