As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
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Such an act_x000D_ _x000D_ That blurs the grace and blush of modesty;_x000D_ _x000D_ Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose_x000D_ _x000D_ From the fair forehead of an innocent love,_x000D_ _x000D_ And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows_x000D_ _x000D_ As false as dicers' oaths.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote warns about the dangers of hypocrisy in love and marriage.
In this excerpt, Shakespeare reflects on how actions that undermine modesty and innocence can corrupt true love and authenticity in relationships. He suggests that when virtue is shown to be hypocritical, it taints the purity of love and makes vows of marriage seem deceitful, comparing them to the false promises of gamblers.
Themes
LoveHypocrisyMarriageInnocenceVirtue
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to remind couples about the importance of honesty in their vows.
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