 | John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 354 pagina’s
...told her 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,... | |
 | William miller, albemarle street: and james carpenter - 1811 - 438 pagina’s
...never told her 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. ' Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pagina’s
...never told her 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 patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 pagina’s
...never told her 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... | |
 | John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 348 pagina’s
...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 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pagina’s
...never told her 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 patience on a monument, Scene V, WHAT YOU "WILL. 279 Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 460 pagina’s
...never told her love But let concealment, like a worm i' the bnd, I'eed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought • And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monnment, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 436 pagina’s
...never told her 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 318 pagina’s
...lord,' replied Viola: ' she never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, prey on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, and with...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
...never told her 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 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... | |
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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. 
