But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Lord ByronRead
So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the moon still be as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the need for rest and reflection in love and life despite the allure of romance.
In this quote by Lord Byron, the speaker contemplates the natural cycle of love and life, suggesting that while love continues to be vibrant and the night beckons with its romantic possibilities, there comes a time when one must step back and pause. The imagery of the heart, sword, and moon emphasizes the transient and exhausting nature of love, signifying that even the most passionate feelings require moments of reprieve and introspection.
In practice
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of balance in love.
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