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).
William ShakespeareRead
Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.
Interpretation
The journey of love involves passionate beginnings, solemn commitment, and eventual regret.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of dance styles to illustrate the stages of romantic relationships: the initial excitement and passion of wooing, the formal and serious nature of marriage, and the regret that often follows as life progresses. Each stage reflects a different emotional state and contributes to the overall cycle of love and loss, suggesting that while love can begin with fervor, it may ultimately lead to sorrow and reflection.
In practice
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to reflect on the journey 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.
As to the deceit perpetrated upon women, let it pass, for, when love is in the way, men and women as a general rule dupe each other.
I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. You’re the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. You’re my letter to desire: And you’ll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends, You’re my tale of dreams and drama, Let us find out how it ends.
But the one thing that has power completely is love, because when a man loves, he seeks no power, and therefore he has power.
I want to be with my best friend. My best friend, my wife. Who could ask for anything more?
That's how I always want to remember my time with you. Like a pure white light, breathtaking to behold.
Young love needs dangers and barriers to nourish it.
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