 | William Shakespeare - 1822 - 446 pàgines
...Duke. And what's her history? 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 more... | |
 | 1825
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'thc 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—." My remarks have hitherto been confined to Shakspeare's tragedies; but it is fair to retort... | |
 | 1822 - 654 pàgines
...denotes the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad! I thought I should whip in something at last." The guide looked a reproof... | |
 | 1822 - 640 pàgines
...denotes the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " * And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last." The guide looked a reproof... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 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, (prove Our shows... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pàgines
...: She never told ller love, But let concealment, like a worm \ 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.9 Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald supposes this might possibly be borrowed from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 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, Our shows are more... | |
 | 1823 - 878 pàgines
...never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bod, Zz Feed 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, Act. ¡i. sc. 6. " There is a joy in grief when peace dwells with " the sorrowful.... | |
 | 1823 - 494 pàgines
...denotes the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last." — The guide looked a reproof... | |
 | Thomas Byerley - 1823 - 528 pàgines
...the melancholy cause of Ъer demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last."— The guide looked a reproof... | |
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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. 
