This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;

Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,

The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,

Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.

Love's Labour's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.

A buck of the first head.

Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.

He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink.

Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.