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
What this quote means
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.'
Themes
LoveLongingDedicationNatureEternity
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared at a wedding to illustrate the timeless nature of love.
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