 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pàgines
...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 than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 pàgines
...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 than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | 1804 - 812 pàgines
...But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damalk cheek: (he pin'4 in thought ; An''., with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.' Faithful though afflicted—the bloom of youth faded—the neighbours began at length to fay... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pàgines
...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 than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 pàgines
...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 ? [9] Mr. Theobald suppose thii might possibly be borrowed from Chaucer. "And her besidis wonder discreetlte... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 pàgines
...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 : hut, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 pàgines
...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 than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | 1816 - 612 pàgines
...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? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy at a great distance from its original... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pàgines
...Prey 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 shews are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | 1829 - 1008 pàgines
...on her .1 HIM-!, 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?" The sigh that burst from the lips of Agnes, as her eyes dropped, and she resumed the fancy-work she... | |
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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. 
