| John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 348 pagina’s
...her— • She never told her lore, "But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, " Feed on her dnmask cheek : she pin'd in thought, " And, with a green..." She sat, like Patience on a monument, " Smiling at grief." SHAKIP^ARE.' Faithful though afflicted — the bloom of youth faded— the neighbours began,... | |
| 1810 - 430 pagina’s
...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no " She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : — she pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
| 1804 - 812 pagina’s
...religioufly faithful to the cruel injunction of fecrefy laid upon her. 1 ————— She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damalk cheek: (he pin'4 in thought ; An''., with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like Patience... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 pagina’s
...I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? fio.fh. blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i" the bud,...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. ^ Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald suppose thii might possibly be borrowed from... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1810 - 436 pagina’s
...Speaking of a maid in love, he says, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...Patience, on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and what a task would it have been for the greatest masters of Greece... | |
| Charles Lamb - 1813 - 318 pagina’s
...never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, prey on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, and with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument, smiling at Grief.' The duke inquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 pagina’s
...her history? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more : hut, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 pagina’s
...history ? Vin. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, Bui let concealment, like a worm i'the bnd, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
| George John Freeman - 464 pagina’s
...greater than Pompey's.' In others . two things are compared in reference to a third. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud Feed on her damask cheek. Here ' concealment' is likened to * a worm in the bud,' but the aptness of the comparison can appear... | |
| 1814 - 680 pagina’s
...Dido's passion, as is excited by the purer sentiment of Shake*peare's heroine, who " never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek "? These are some of the sources of modern superiority. Tbeie, glowing in the rapid fervour of Byron,... | |
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