If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a timeless quest for love, transcending age and obstacles.
This quote by William Butler Yeats portrays a deep longing and enduring dedication to a beloved, emphasizing that love remains a driving force regardless of age or distance. It encapsulates the idea of pursuing love with passion and determination, seeking reunion amidst nature's beauty, represented by the 'silver apples of the moon' and 'golden apples of the sun.'
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding to illustrate the timeless nature of love.
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.
I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do? Ask of the sea-bird if it loves the sea, Ask of the roses if they love the rain, Ask of the little lark, that will not sing Till day break, if it loves to see the day: And yet, these are but empty images, Mere shadows of my love, which is a fire So great that all the waters of the main Can not avail to quench it.
What breaks my heart is suffering of any kind. Too often, our world is divisive and cruel where it needs to be uniting and loving.
I have pursued her, as love hath pursued me
Devils can be driven out of the heart by the touch of a hand on a hand, or a mouth on a mouth.
My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.
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