Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined.

      Sonnet.

    O fairest of Creation, last and best
    Of all God’s works, creature in whom excell’d
    Whatever can to sight or thought be form’d,
    Holy, divine, good, amiable, or sweet!

      Paradise Lost, Book 9.

    Curiosity, inquisitive, importune
    Of secrets, then with like infirmity
    To publish them, both common female faults.

Samson Agonistes.

In argument with men, a woman ever
Goes by the worse, whatever be her cause.

Samson Agonistes.

          Thus it will befall

Him who to worth in woman overturning
Lets her will rule; restraint she will not brook,
And left to herself, if evil thence ensue,
She first his weak indulgence will accuse.

Paradise Lost, Book 9.

        Daughter of God ... 

I, from the influence of thy looks, receive
Access in every virtue:  and in thy sight
More wise, more watchful, stronger, if need were
Of outward strength; while shame, thou looking on. 
Shame to be overcome or overreach’d. 
Would utmost vigour raise, and raised unite. 
Why shouldst not thou like sense within thee feel
When I am present, and thy trial choose
With me, best witness of thy virtue tried?

Paradise Lost, Book 9.

            By his countenance he seem’d
    Entering on studious thoughts abstruse; which Eve
    Perceiving, where she sat retired in sight,
    With lowliness majestic from her seat,
    And grace that won who saw to wish her stay,
    Rose, and went forth among her fruits and flowers,
    To visit how they prosper’d, bud and bloom,
    Her nursery; they at her coming sprung,
    And, touch’d by her fair tendance gladlier grew.

Paradise Lost, Book 8.

    So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
    That, when a soul is found sincerely so
    A thousand liveried angels lackey her,
    Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt,
    And in clear dream and solemn vision
    Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear;
    Till oft converse with heavenly habitants
    Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape.

Comus.

A smile that glow’d
Celestial rosy red, love’s proper hue.

Paradise Lost, Book 8.

        She has a hidden strength ...

...  The strength of Heaven,
It may be termed her own. 
’Tis chastity ... chastity.... 
She that has that, is clad in complete steel;
And, like a quiver’d Nymph with arrows keen,
May trace huge forests, and unharbour’d heaths,
... and sandy perilous wilds ... 
She may pass on with unblench’d majesty
Be it not done in pride, or in presumption.