 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pagina’s
...never told ller love, But let concealment, like a worm \ 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.9 Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald supposes this might possibly be borrowed from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 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 more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 pagina’s
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd is comes with seeking you; But there's no remedy ; I shall answer it. What will you do ? Now my ne at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, (prove Our shows... | |
 | 1823 - 878 pagina’s
...her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bod, Zz Feed 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, Act. ¡i. sc. 6. " There is a joy in grief when peace dwells with " the sorrowful.... | |
 | 1823 - 494 pagina’s
...denotes 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... | |
 | Thomas Byerley - 1823 - 528 pagina’s
...the melancholy cause of Ъer 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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 492 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 pined 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 more... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 976 pagina’s
...repeated those lines: — — — She never told her love ; But let concealment, lite a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek : She pined in thought...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... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 824 pagina’s
...prettily repeated those lines : — She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek : She pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She oat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in yonr pointing... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 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. Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.... | |
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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. 
