William Shakespeare

That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.

That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.

O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.

O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.

With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quenched in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon,
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But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quenched in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon,
And the imperial vot'ress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.

Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure

Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure