There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
A. E. HousmanRead
Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
Interpretation
This quote explores the complexities and hidden truths in romantic relationships.
A. E. Housman's quote suggests the emotional distance and undisclosed feelings that can exist even in intimate relationships. It reflects on lovers who may be together physically but are psychologically disconnected, indicating that the true essence of love goes beyond mere physical presence and requires deeper connection and understanding.
In practice
This quote can be used during a discussion about the nature of romantic relationships in a psychology class.
There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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.
I am not a pessimist but a pejorist (as George Eliot said she was not an optimist but a meliorist); and that philosophy is founded on my observation of the world, not on anything so trivial and irrelevant as personal history.
And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man.
Oh, 'tis jesting, dancing, drinking_x000D_ _x000D_ Spins the heavy world around.
Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, Know you why you cannot rest? 'Tis that every mother's son Travails with a skeleton. Lie down in the bed of dust; Bear the fruit that bear you must; Bring the eternal seed to light, And morn is all the same as night.
Everybody wants to share life and be in love and be loved.
All you need in the world is love and laughter. That's all anybody needs. To have love in one hand and laughter in the other.
mother says that two souls are sometimes created together and--and in love before they're born.
Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.
After sex, after coffee, after everything there is to be said --_x000D_ The hovering and beautiful alphabet as we form our first words after making love._x000D_ And somehow I'm still alive.
It is too early to love. We will buy the right to do so by shedding blood.
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