Will Not Move Forward with This Matter

We will proceed no further in this business: he hath honour’d me of late; and I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, not cast aside so soon.

Was the hope drunk wherein you dress’d yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale at what it did so freely? From this time such I account thy love. Art thou afeard to be the same in thine own act and valour as thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that which thou esteem’st the ornament of life, and live a coward in thine own esteem letting “I dare not” wait upon “I would”

We shall not proceed further in this affair: he hath honoured me of late; and I have purchased golden opinions from all manner of folk, which would be displayed now in their newest sheen, not cast away so quickly.

Was the hope intoxicated wherein thou didst adorn thyself? Hath it slumbered since? And doth it awaken now, to appear so green and pale at that which it did so freely? From henceforth, such do I regard thy love. Art thou fearful to be the same in thine own deed and valour as thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that which thou deemest the adornment of life, and live a coward in thine own esteem, allowing “I dare not” to follow after “I would”?