All's Well That Ends Well
What angel shall
Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive,
Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear
And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath
Of greatest justice. Write, write, Renaldo,
To this unworthy husband of his wife;
Let every word weigh heavy of her worth
That he does weigh (3.4.3)
And now you should be as your mother was
When your sweet self was got.
She then was honest.
So should you be.
My mother did but duty; such, my lord,
As you owe to your wife.
No more o' that;
I prithee, do not strive against my vows:
I was compell'd to her; but I love thee
By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever
Do thee all rights of service. (4.2.2)
If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly,
I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. (5.3.17)