If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote conveys the idea of love being so profound that it transcends time and the natural order of things.
In this quote, William Butler Yeats illustrates the enduring and powerful nature of love. It suggests that true love persists through the passage of time and the inevitability of change, symbolized by celestial imagery. The phrase indicates that a person would be so consumed by love that even the most extreme cosmic events, such as stars disappearing or shadows consuming the moon, wouldn't diminish that feeling. It reflects a romantic ideal where love exists beyond any limitations, demonstrating its importance in human experience.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech, one might say, 'Just as Yeats said, our love will endure till the stars have run away.'
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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.
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 believe when I am in the mood that all nature is full of people whom we cannot see, and that some of these are ugly or grotesque, and some wicked or foolish, but very many beautiful beyond any one we have ever seen, and that these are not far away... and the simple of all times and the wise men of ancient times have seen them and even spoken to them.
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She imagined herself both queen and slave, dominatrix and victim. In her imagination she was making love with men of all skin colors--white, black, yellow--with homosexuals and beggars. She was anyone's, and anyone could do anything to her. She had one, two, three orgasms, one after another. She imagined everything she had never imagined before, and she gave herself to all that was most base and most pure.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
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I cannot sleep in your presence In your absence, tears prevent me you watch me my beloved on each sleepiness night and Only you see the difference
ROXANE: Live, for I love you! CYRANO: No, In fairy tales When to the ill-starred Prince the lady says 'I love you!' all his ugliness fades fast-- But I remain the same, up to the last! ROXANE: I have marred your life--I, I! CYRANO: You blessed my life! Never on me had rested woman's love. My mother even could not find me fair: I had no sister; and, when grown a man, I feared the mistress who would mock at me. But I have had your friendship--grace to you A woman's charm has passed across my path.