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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The teeming Autumn big with rich increase, bearing the wanton burden of the prime like widowed wombs after their lords decease.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects the abundance and richness of autumn, symbolizing both fertility and loss.
In this evocative passage, Shakespeare captures the essence of autumn as a season of both bountiful harvest and poignant nostalgia. The imagery of 'widowed wombs' suggests the deep connection between life and death, growth and loss, highlighting the bittersweet nature of abundance that comes after loss. Autumn is portrayed not only as a time of plenty but also as a period of reflection, where the rich offerings of nature remind us of what has passed.
Themes
AutumnRichnessNatureLossFertility
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a nature-themed presentation to illustrate the beauty of autumn.
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