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 seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts _x000D_ _x000D_ Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,_x000D_ _x000D_ And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown _x000D_ _x000D_ An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds_x000D_ _x000D_ Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer,_x000D_ _x000D_ The childing autumn, angry winter, change_x000D_ _x000D_ Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,_x000D_ _x000D_ By their increase, now knows not which is which.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the transformation of seasons, symbolizing the inevitable change in life.
In this quote, Shakespeare contemplates the cyclical nature of the seasons, illustrating how winter can give way to the vibrant life of spring and summer. The imagery of frosts falling upon roses and the confusion of the world as it witnesses these changes serves as a reminder that change is a natural and often unpredictable part of existence, highlighting the duality of life and the beauty that can arise even in the depths of winter.
In practice
Use this quote in a speech about embracing life's changes.
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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Reform is for people who have government connections, revolution is for the people!
The challenge of the unknown future is so much more exciting than the stories of the accomplished past.
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