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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God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses a mother's affection and hope for her child's future happiness in marriage.
In this quote, a nurturing figure reflects on their deep love and fondness for a child they have cared for. The speaker expresses a heartfelt desire to witness the child's marriage, symbolizing aspirations for their future joy and fulfillment. The emotional depth emphasizes the bond between caregiver and child, highlighting the importance of love and hope in the journey of life.
Themes
MotherhoodLoveMarriageNurturingHope
In practice
Example use cases
This quote would be perfect for a Mother's Day card, celebrating a motherβs love and wishes for her child.
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