She has..
ruby-red hair,
an hour glass figure,
dreamy blue eyes,
and cheerful personality.
Reality as we know it
How do you picture the woman in this poem? What does she look like to you?
She
Like a breath,
The wind rustling,
From the mouth of God.
My companion?
How could I
Be worthy
Of her?
Still, steadfast,
She clings to my shirt
And kisses me.
God has made
For Him
My love.
She
Like a breath,
The wind rustling,
From the mouth of God.
My companion?
How could I
Be worthy
Of her?
Still, steadfast,
She clings to my shirt
And kisses me.
God has made
For Him
My love.
" She " can be anyone to someone. For myself, I get a highly religious vibe from it. Joseph's virgin Mary ...perhaps.
As an ephemeral nymph---which is probably unfair to A.E. Housman:
Alfred Edward Housman (/ˈhaʊsmən/; 26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936), usually known as A. E. Housman, was an English classical scholar and poet, best known to the general public for his cycle of poems A Shropshire Lad. Lyrical and almost epigrammatic in form, the poems wistfully evoke the dooms and disappointments of youth in the English countryside [2]. Their beauty, simplicity and distinctive imagery appealed strongly to late Victorian and Edwardian taste, and to many early 20th-century English composers (beginning with Arthur Somervell) both before and after the First World War. Through their song-settings, the poems became closely associated with that era, and with Shropshire itself.
Housman was one of the foremost classicists of his age and has been ranked as one of the greatest scholars who ever lived.[1][2] He established his reputation publishing as a private scholar and, on the strength and quality of his work, was appointed Professor of Latin atUniversity College London and then at Cambridge. His editions of Juvenal, Manilius and Lucan are still considered authoritative.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A._E._Housman
idk looking like me I guess.
In my mind, she looks like this:
To me she's pretty with blonde hair and a nice dress on and somewhere in the woods or by a lake.