V., 2, 5: Domitilla speaks:
Could I make my approaches, though my stature
Does promise little, I have a spirit as daring
As hers that can reach higher.
Picture, I., 1, 96: Corisca speaks:
Your hand, or if you please
To have me fight so high, I'll not be coy,
But stand a-tiptoe for't.
III., 2, 27: Ricardo to Corisca:
Pretty one, I descend