| MND III.ii.60 | [Demetrius to Hermia] you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear, / As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere |
| TS II.i.172 | [Petruchio alone, of wooing Katherina] Say that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear / As morning roses newly washed with dew |
| WT I.ii.343 | [Camillo to Leontes] with a countenance as clear / As friendship wears at feasts |