| Luc.869 | [Lucrece to herself] Unruly blasts wait on the tender spring |
| Luc.950 | [Lucrece as if to time] Time's glory is ... / To dry the old oak's sap and cherish springs |
| Ven.127 | [Venus to Adonis] The tender spring upon thy tempting lip / Shews thee unripe |
| Ven.656 | [Venus to Adonis, of solicitude] This canker that eats up Love's tender spring |