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 big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose, In piteous chase.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the pure and innocent nature of a child's sorrow as they cry.
This quote beautifully depicts the imagery of a child crying, where the tears represent innocence and vulnerability. The use of 'big round tears' suggests an overwhelming emotion, and the phrase 'piteous chase' highlights the heartbreaking nature of their sadness, evoking sympathy from the observer.
Themes
TearsInnocenceSorrowEmotionVulnerability
In practice
Example use cases
In a poem about childhood experiences, this quote illustrates the purity of emotion a child feels.
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