Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Alexander PopeRead
But see, the shepherds shun the noonday heat,_x000D_ _x000D_ The lowing herds to murmuring brooks retreat,_x000D_ _x000D_ To closer shades the panting flocks remove;_x000D_ _x000D_ Ye gods! And is there no relief for love?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the pain of love and the desire for relief from it.
In this quote, Alexander Pope contrasts the physical relief that shepherds and their herds find from the midday heat with the emotional torment of love, questioning why there is no respite from this suffering. The imagery of animals seeking refuge from the heat underscores the intensity of longing and despair associated with love, suggesting that while nature provides solace for creatures of the earth, humans often find themselves in relentless emotional struggles.
In practice
In a romantic poem reading at a wedding, to express the struggles of love.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight;_x000D_ _x000D_ Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.
You could hold me and I could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Completely peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep, but awake in it together.
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.
Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.
It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.
What is love? There is nothing in the world, neither man nor Devil nor any thing, that I hold as suspect as love, for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists that so fills and binds the heart as love does. Therefore, unless you have those weapons that subdue it, the soul plunges through love into an immense abyss.
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