cloyment

Initially treating love as mere appetite, he assumes that ingesting too much of its sweet food will produce "cloyment and revolt"; but once this happens, his mood shifts from the material impulses of desire to the spirit of love, which knows no nausea, and is instead able both to encompass (and reduce) everything it encounters and also to elevate anything to quickness and freshness.

Alas, their love may be called appetite, No motion of the liver, but the palate, That suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt.