You are all camphire and frankincense, all chastity and odour.

Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained And prayed me oft forbearance--did it with A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't Might well have warmed old Saturn--that I thought her As chaste as unsunned snow.

The noble sister of Publicola, The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle That's curded by the frost from purest snow And hangs on Dian's temple--dear Valeria!

A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the very ice of chastity is in them.

Mine honor's such a ring; My chastity's the jewel of our house, Bequeathed down from many ancestors, Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' world In me to lose.

Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.