Overdare

Meete you for this, proud ouerdaring peeres, Ere my sweete Gaueston shall part from me, This Ile shall fleete vpon the Ocean, And wander to the vnfrequented Inde.

1912, William Butler Yeats, The Countess Cathleen, Scene III, in Poems, London: T. Fisher Unwin, p. 59, When one so great has spoken of love to one So little as I, though to deny him love, What can he but hold out beseeching hands, Then let them fall beside him, knowing how greatly They have overdared?