 A blank, my lord. 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 at grief.  The baronet's family - Pagina 112door Anne Beale - 1852Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1820 - 388 pagina’s
...love, But let concealmant, like a worm in the hud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.*" 277. Emhellishing comparisons, — those with which we are chiefly concerned at present,'... | |
 | Daniel Jaudon - 1820 - 236 pagina’s
...love; But let concealment, like a worm V th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought} And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Shakesp. Q. What is a Metaphor?* A. A Metaphor is the putting of the name of one thing for... | |
 | 1820 - 412 pagina’s
...But 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, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will... | |
 | David Irving - 1821 - 336 pagina’s
...lov*, But 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, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Slukipeari. Yet . ,,.Ytt sadly it i*«ui»g, that sue hi shades, Mildly as mourning doves,... | |
 | James Hogg - 1821 - 356 pagina’s
...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 at grief." Our social glee and cheerfulness were now completely clouded ; we sat down to our meals,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 476 pagina’s
...Bat 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 at grief. Was not this love, indeed 1 We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1822 - 446 pagina’s
...But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow 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 more... | |
 | 1822 - 714 pagina’s
...a parenthesis, give full force and beauty to the whole figure. I read, " She pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, (like patience on a monument) Smiling at grief." 3. LEAR. "The unten ted woundings of a father's curse Pierce every sense about thee !" One... | |
 | 1825
...love, But let concealment, like a worm i'thc 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 at Grief—." My remarks have hitherto been confined to Shakspeare's tragedies; but it is fair to retort... | |
 | 1822 - 640 pagina’s
...the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " * And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last." The guide looked a reproof... | |
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