Cedar

Love’s Labor’s Lost, [4.3.79-87]. Dumaine. “O most divine Kate!” Berowne. “O most profane coxcomb!” Dumaine. “By heaven the wonder in a mortal eye!” Berowne. “By earth, she is not, corporal, there you lie.” Dumaine. “Her amber hairs for foul hath amber quoted.” Berowne. “An amber-color’d raven was well noted.” Dumaine. “As upright as the cedar.” Berowne. “Stoop, I say;/ her shoulder is with child.” Dumaine. “As fair as day.” Berowne. “Ay, as some days; but then no sun must shine.”