As pearls from diamonds dropp'd.

_King Lear, A. 4, S. 2._


She is mine own;
And I as rich in having such a jewel
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

_Two Gentlemen of Verona, A. 2, S. 4._


A woman impudent and mannish grown
Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man
In time of action.

_Troilus and Cressida, A. 3, S. 3._


A woman's face, with Nature's own hand painted,
Hast thou ...
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change, as is false woman's fashion:
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth.

_Sonnet XX._