 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pagina’s
...be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 pagina’s
...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 enquired if this Jady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 pagina’s
...love, 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...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 pagina’s
...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 enquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 pagina’s
...love, 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. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and what a task would it have been for the greatest... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pagina’s
...love, 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...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove... | |
 | John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 354 pagina’s
...love, "Bui let concealment, like a worm i'lhe bud, " Feed on her dnmask cheek : she pin'd in thought, " And, with a green and yellow melancholy, . " She sat, like Patience on a monument, " Smiling at grief." SHAKSPEAHE.* Faithful though afflicted—the bloom of youth faded—the neighbours began,... | |
 | John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 348 pagina’s
...lore, "But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, " Feed on her dnmask cheek : she pin'd in thought, " And, with a green and yellow melancholy, " She sat, like Patience on a monument, " Smiling at grief." SHAKIP^ARE.' Faithful though afflicted — the bloom of youth faded— the neighbours began,... | |
 | Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 pagina’s
...love ; 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." Bless me ! Captain Crevelt (starting.) I did'nt see you — I was quite absorbed in poor... | |
 | 1810 - 430 pagina’s
...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." Our social glee and cheerfulness were now completely clouded ; we sat down to our meals,... | |
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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. 
