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fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth
sun-burning, that never looks in his glass for love
of any thing he sees there, let thine eye be thy
cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou canst
love me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee
that I shall die, is true; but for thy love, by the
Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou
livest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and
uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee
right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other
places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that
can rhyme themselves into ladies’ favours, they do
always reason themselves out again. What! a
speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A
good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a
black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow
bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax
hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the
moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it
shines bright and never changes, but keeps his
course truly. If thou would have such a one, take
me; and take me, take a soldier; take a soldier,
take a king. Henry V, Act 5, Scene 2 (boldface mine, obviously
OP: This is a woman who will make a king of you, and who will do so long after you are too old to attract a flirt from a waitress. If you want to be a king, choose someone like her. If you want to be a courtier, if you want to spend your life currying favor and propping up a life built around vanity, keep looking for a wife who says every morning, “Mirror, mirror, on the wall…”
Whatever you do, though, do not marry someone you do not value as your pearl of great price, because you will have to put aside all for the sake of the woman you marry. Make that a happy “purchase” for yourself, a price you are happy to pay. Otherwise, keep looking.
