O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!
Gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, I gain'd my freedom.
The chameleon Love can feed on the air
Hasty marriage seldom proveth well.
For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.
If love be blind, it best agrees with night