Cym II.ii.14 | [Iachimo, to himself, of sleeping Innogen] Cytherea, / How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! |
PP.4.1 | Sweet Cytherea, sitting by a brook |
PP.6.3 | Cytherea, all in love forlorn |
TS induction.2.50 | [Second Servingman to Sly] We will fetch thee ... Cytherea all in sedges hid |
WT IV.iv.122 | [Perdita to Camillo, of violets] sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes / Or Cytherea 's breath
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