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" A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i... "
The poems of George Huddesford - Pagina 166
door George Huddesford - 1801
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The European Magazine, and London Review, Volume 70

1816
...waste of love-sick despondency ? — — She never told her love, Bntlet 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? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy...
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Elements of Criticism, Volume 2

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816
...A -blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Ge'ttlemen of Verma, Act H St. ty. -She never told her love ; Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. T-welfih-Xight, Act II. Sc.6. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...
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Elegant extracts in poetry, Volume 2

Elegant extracts - 1816
...her history? [love, Via. A blank, my lord: she never told her Rut let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, Sue sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A Jester. This fellow is wise enough to play...
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Elements of criticism [by H. Home].

Henry Home (lord Kames.) - 1817
...turmoil, A blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act II. Sc. 7. 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. Twelfth-Night, Act II. Sc. 4. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...
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Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1817 - 352 pagina’s
...l'"iola. A blank, my lord, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought. And with...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 shews are more...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections ..., Volume 4

William Shakespeare - 1817
...: She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm Г the bud, Feed on her damask check : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.9 Was not this love, indeed ? (9] Mr Theobald suppôts this might possibly be borrowed from...
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1830
...a virtuous man can possess, or can covet. — ArntU. ALICE MORRISON. '' She nerer told her 'tale,' But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek." "NAT, do not indulge in this sad anticipation, dear Nurse, else you will a sad and clouded brow then,"...
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 26

1829
...your lordship. Duke. And what's her history " 13 Viola. A blank, my lord ! She never told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her .1 HIM-!, cheek: she pined in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience...
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The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added ..., Volume 1

William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1818
...woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A 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 ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are...
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Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 352 pagina’s
...history ? Viola. A blank, my lord, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' 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, but indeed, Our shews are more...
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