 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pàgines
...3 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. Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pàgines
...LOVE. 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. ACT III. JESTER. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And, to do that well, craves... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 492 pàgines
...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. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 976 pàgines
...never told her love ; But let concealment, lite a worm i' th' 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. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 pàgines
...nevertold her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'thc bud, feed on her damask check : she piu'd those, that trust them ! — I did hear The galloping of horse: who was't came by? Len. 'Tistwoor at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more: but, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 pàgines
...lut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, 'eed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; ind, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, >miling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? Ve men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, rar shows... | |
 | Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 pàgines
...but lei concealment, Like a worm i'th' bud, feed on her damask cheek : She pin'd in thought, audwith a green and yellow Melancholy, she sat like Patience on a Monument, smiling at grief." Yet I do shre\tVlly suspect timt the great warrior whom she so cherished and so loved, had... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 pàgines
...lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud. Feed on her damask cheek : [ 6 { | } ~ at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more: bat, indeed, Oar shows are more... | |
 | Thomas Sandwith - 1825 - 244 pàgines
..." She 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." Jealousy is admirably pourtrayed in Othello ; and the despair of Welter has awakened, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 pàgines
...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. Was not this love, indeed : We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, [^provc Our shows... | |
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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. 
