 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 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... | |
 | 1806 - 408 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. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.) AYE, aye ; and she hath offer'd to... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 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 enquired if this Jady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pagina’s
...it might 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 patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pagina’s
...never told her love, Jut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, reed on her danask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monunlent, iniling at Grief. Was not this love, indeed ? Ye menmay say more, swear more: but, indeed,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 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 enquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an... | |
 | 1809 - 570 pagina’s
...let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask chrok. She pin'd in thought. And witha green and yellow melancholy. She sat, like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief. Tixlft/ i Sight. Grief afi/iroac/iing to distraction. Thou canst not speak of what thou dost... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 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... | |
 | 1810 - 430 pagina’s
...Duncan a profound secret — no " 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." 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. 
