Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

_Paradise Lost, Book 8._


She has a hidden strength ...
... The strength of Heaven,
It may be termed her own.
'Tis chastity ... chastity....
She that has that, is clad in complete steel;
And, like a quiver'd Nymph with arrows keen,
May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths,
... and sandy perilous wilds ...
She may pass on with unblench'd majesty
Be it not done in pride, or in presumption.

_Comus._


O Woman, in thy native innocence, rely
On what thou hast of virtue: summon all,
For God toward thee hath done His part, do thine.

_Paradise Lost, Book 9._


What higher in her society thou find'st
Attractive, human, rational, love still;
In loving thou dost well, in passion not
Wherein true love consists not.