Dowry

"Formosa virgo est; dotis dimidium vocant Isti, qui dotes neglegunt uxorias."

"At Sestos, Hero dwelt; Hero the faire, Whom young Apollo courted for her haire, And offred as a dower his burning throne, Where she should sit for men to gaze upon."

"What say you to the lady? Love’s not love When it is mingled with regards that stands Aloof from th’ entire point. Will you have her? She is herself a dowry."

"He hath taken her by the left shoulder, Says, ‘Dame, where lies thy dowry?’— ‘O it’s east and west yon wan water side, And it’s down by the banks of the Airlie.’"