And writers say, as the most forward bud
Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Even so by love the young and tender wit
Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud,
Losing his verdure even in the prime,
And all the fair effects of future hopes.
The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens (ed. 1805)