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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If I profane with my unworthiest hand_x000D_ _x000D_ This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:_x000D_ _x000D_ My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand_x000D_ _x000D_ To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the deep reverence and desire of a lover for their beloved.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of a 'holy shrine' to signify the beloved's lips, suggesting that kissing is a sacred act. The speaker acknowledges their own unworthiness but expresses a profound longing to connect with their beloved through a tender kiss, illustrating the beauty and vulnerability of romantic love.
In practice
During a wedding speech, one might use this quote to emphasize the sacredness of love.
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).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, "I do not love thee."
Ah me! love can not be cured by herbs.
Witch, do this for me, Find me a moon made of longing. Then cut it sliver thin, and having cut it, hang it high above my beloved's house, so that she may look up tonight and see it, and seeing it, sigh for me as I sigh for her, moon or no moon.
When the bride is one with her lover, who cares about the wedding party?
The universe is intentional. It is always moving in the direction of greater love, regardless whether or not we consciously align with that love.
My lover asks me: “What is the difference between me and the sky?” The difference, my love, Is that when you laugh, I forget about the sky
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