 | Edward Dayes, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1805 - 432 pàgines
...and a silent sadness. • 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...green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. SHAKESPEARE. Though the above is one of the effects caused by beauty,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pàgines
...? Vio. 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...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,... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pàgines
...216.— 47.— 76. Via. • 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...green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. I concur with Mr. Steevens in thinking that the Homeric elucidation... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...behind. CONCEALED LOVE. • 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...green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.) AYE, aye ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pàgines
...? Vio. 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...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pàgines
...father had a daughter lov'da man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pàgines
...blank, my lord: She 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,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 pàgines
...never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in .the bud, prey 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." The duke enquired if this Jady died of her love, but to this question... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 pàgines
...Viola. 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,...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,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 pàgines
...never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, prey 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." The duke enquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question... | |
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A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i... 
