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Senseless is the breast and cold _x000D_ _x000D_ Which relenting love would fold;_x000D_ _x000D_ Bloodless are the veins and chill _x000D_ _x000D_ Which the pulse of pain did fill; _x000D_ _x000D_ Every little living nerve _x000D_ _x000D_ That from bitter words did swerve _x000D_ _x000D_ Round the tortur'd lips and brow, _x000D_ _x000D_ Are like sapless leaflets now _x000D_ _x000D_ Frozen upon December's bough.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Interpretation

What this quote means

The quote conveys the emotional numbness that can result from harsh words and a lack of love.

In this quote, Shelley articulates the profound emotional pain that arises when love is absent or when one experiences harshness in relationships. The imagery of 'bloodless veins' and 'sapless leaflets' highlights the chilling effect of bitter words and the void left in the absence of warmth and affection, suggesting that love is vital for emotional vitality.

Themes

LovePainEmotionNumbnessRelationships

In practice

Example use cases

This quote can be used in a speech about the importance of kindness in relationships.

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