 | 1853 - 572 pagina’s
...froze her gaiety; she — she — shade of Shakspeare, help me out! I have it!— " She never told her love, But let concealment, — like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ! " Miss Amelia Musgrave saw her uneasiness, guessed at its secret cause, and took occasion one rosy... | |
 | James Hogg - 1837 - 382 pagina’s
...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no, " She never to!d her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...damask cheek ; — she pined in thought ; And, with a tfreen and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiting at grief." Our social glee... | |
 | Elizabeth Washington Wirt - 1837 - 264 pagina’s
...head and perish Shaks. >+•* •»•> Ltt.HM LlLY OF THE V \LLEY— Continued. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought. Her eye may grow dim, and her cheek may grow pale, But tell they not both the same fond tale ? Love's... | |
 | 1837 - 648 pagina’s
...maid is prodigal enough, If she unmask her beauty to the moon :' And in another : ' She 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 pagina’s
.../»-••A '. And what1* i ..- r hiftorr 7 I i". Л blank, my lord i She neter leid her lera, ßut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek : (he pin'd in tliought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pagina’s
...woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history 1 Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her are pin'd in thought And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 pagina’s
...1 should your lordship. Duke. And what'» her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her M /! jt 9 1 piu'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She eat like patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
 | 1871 - 608 pagina’s
...him, with that love which was her doom.' It is the conventional thing for a damsel never to tell her love, but ' let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek.' Elaine does tell her love, and no sullying thought or suspicion is awakened by her burst of uncontrollable... | |
 | William Cramp - 1838 - 288 pagina’s
...other, ancient or modern." The following prosopopseia from Shakespeare is thus beautiful — " She let concealment like a worm i' ' the' bud Feed on her damask cheek." And the following line, translated from Juvenal by Dr. Johnson, is much superior to the original, owing... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1839 - 264 pagina’s
...mere sketch, but it is a most charming one; and its best description is that exquisite paraphrase, in which the character is so beautifully summed up...her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bad, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat,... | |
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