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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I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful
Interpretation
What this quote means
The speaker expresses a deep and enduring affection for someone since their first encounter.
This quote reflects the intense and timeless nature of love that can emerge at first sight. It emphasizes the beauty and constancy of the speaker's feelings for the beloved, suggesting that true love can not only blossom instantly but also continue to grow and glow over time.
Themes
LoveAffectionBeautyEnduringFirst Sight
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding toast to express the depth of love between the couple.
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