Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects a moment of introspection and connection with nature as one pauses to listen to their inner feelings.
In this quote, A. E. Housman describes a tranquil scene where a wanderer stops to reflect on their inner thoughts and emotions, symbolized by the soothing sounds of nature surrounding them. The imagery of 'starlit fences' and 'glimmering weirs' evokes a sense of peace and beauty, suggesting that nature has the power to draw out deep feelings and contemplation from within the soul.
Themes
NatureReflectionIntrospectionWandererSoul
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a nature-themed meditation retreat to promote mindfulness.
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