 A blank, my lord : 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 at grief.  The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - Pągina 294per William Shakespeare - 1826Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Frederick William N. Bayley - 1830 - 754 pągines
...was living in the Western Isles." •rn CHAPTER XV. THE DESERTED. " She never told her love ; " But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, «' Feed...thought, " And with a green and yellow melancholy, " Sat, like patience on a monument, smiling at grief." Shakespeare. A BRITISH West India colony is... | |
 | Adam Clarke - 1831 - 334 pągines
...in the following lines has painted it in a very affecting manner :— " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed 1" If I understand them right, it is in this way, and with this kind of love, that some ascetic or... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 pągines
...lordship. Duke. And what's her ЫМотт 1 I .•• A blank, my lord : She never told her Ion, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her...thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, I She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed? I We men may say... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 542 pągines
...mv toril : She never told her lovet But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her daraaek us, found with it, which they know to be his character...creature, in resemblance of the mother;— the aff rut this lave, indeed.' We men may »ay more, swear more ; but, Indeed, Our «hows are more than will... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1833 - 518 pągines
...blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act II. Sc. 7. She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth-Night, Act II. Sc. 4. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted... | |
 | 1833 - 282 pągines
...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,...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? OR«. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house,... | |
 | 1833 - 280 pągines
...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,...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? ORS. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house,... | |
 | David Irving - 1836 - 432 pągines
...withered leaves on the blast?—Ossian. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought,...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Shakspeare. Yet sadly it is sung, that she in shades, Mildly as mourning doves, love's sorrow... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1837 - 648 pągines
...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...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief.' These passages not only nurture the female mind with admonitions of the most scrupulous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 pągines
...Feed on her damask cheek : she piu'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She eat like e. Oli. Then lead the way, fcood father; And heavens...act of mine ! ' Exeunt Sem l TWELFTH NIGHT. ACT V. ; lor still we prove MIH-II in our utv. . but little in our lote. ])itke. But died thy sister of her... | |
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