Cym II.ii.22 | [Iachimo to himself, of Innogen's eyelids] white and azure laced |
Cym IV.ii.222 | [Arviragus as if to disguised Innogen] The azured harebell, like thy veins |
E3 IV.v.115 | [King John to Salisbury, of a high hill nearby] the embracing sky / Doth hide his high head in her azure bosom |
Tem V.i.43 | [Prospero alone] 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault |