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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It was a lover and his lass, _x000D_ _x000D_ With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,_x000D_ _x000D_ That o'er the green corn-field did pass,_x000D_ _x000D_ In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,_x000D_ _x000D_ When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;_x000D_ _x000D_ Sweet lovers love the spring.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote celebrates the joy of love during springtime.
In this enchanting quote from Shakespeare, the poet depicts a scene of two lovers in a vibrant spring setting, highlighting the joy and beauty of their love. The vivid imagery of nature awakens with the season symbolizes new beginnings and the blossoming of relationships, suggesting that love flourishes and is most beautiful in the warmth of spring.
Themes
LoveSpringNatureJoyBeauty
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to emphasize the beauty of love.
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