If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?
Interpretation
The quote explores the relationship between physical and spiritual connection in love.
In this line, William Butler Yeats questions the nature of true connection, contemplating whether the physical body or the soul holds greater significance in the experience of love. By pondering which aspect is more blessed, Yeats suggests that both the physical and spiritual elements play vital roles in deepening our emotional and romantic bonds, emphasizing the complexity of human relationships.
In practice
Using this quote in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of both physical and emotional connections.
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.
There is a power in love that our world has not discovered yet. Jesus discovered it centuries ago. Mahatma Gandhi of India discovered it a few years ago, but most men and most women never discover it. For they believe in hitting for hitting; they believe in an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth; they believe in hating for hating; but Jesus comes to us and says, 'This isn't the way.'
Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others. But we were never lonely and never afraid when we were together.
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
Alas, their love may be call'd appetite. No motion of the liver, but the palate
How obvious it is now--the gift you gave him. All those letters, they were you... All those beautiful powerful words, they were you!.. The voice from the shadows, that was you... You always loved me!" Roxanne
We see his smile of love even when others see nothing but the black hand of death smiting our best beloved.
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