i wonder if trying to decipher poems or trying to make yourself seem important makes any of you feel good about yourselves....why u gotta try to make a poem more than it is? just enjoy it
And its All For Love, interesting that no one comments on
'Free as an Arab
Of thy beloved.' or analyzes line meanings, ok I won't either. But as it's give all to love, I will leave a token, the start of 'Song Of My Love'
'As the rains come and the winds blow
so the days go and the years flow.
The crash of waves the thundering skies
so my love goes on that never dies...'
Emerson seems to be giving scope to, the broard expansion of the flighty spirit of man.. Looking at fancy free women, as flowers to smell in their bloom. Kind of like walking on cloud 9 through life.
True love is consideration and dedication with honest involment....if everything around us is treated with such a kind of love then life will be great...the poem is simple yet excellent with a special touch in the last two lines...best lines are...
'It requireth courage stout,
Souls above doubt,
It will reward, -
They shall return
More than they were,
And ever ascending.
Leave all for love; '
To what kind of love all can be given Emerson gives a clear answer in this simple poem! Be courageous and do all for love as it clears way to sky and allow the fancy of love to go ahead when in happiness are all wonderful ideas of Emerson expressed in this poem to cherish most!
This poem, although primarily about love, echoes Emerson's ideals about how one should live one's life. Emerson believed in self-reliance, that one must cast off the chains of the norms of contemporary society and follow one's heart or instinct.
I love the racy pace of the writing. It mirrors the pace of passionate abandon when you give in to your hearts desire with a tremendous feeling of freedom. The ending speaks of true love, that is when you love someone enough to let them go if need be. Edith Oram
I absolutely love this poem. I read it almost every day. It most wonderful to give all to love. It breaks my heart when I think of how impossible this is at times. Nontheless, I love the poem it reminds me of my own beloved and how because of our cultural differences we simply cannot marry. And as much as we try we can not let go of each other.