 | 1822 - 714 pàgines
...comma, and the addition of a parenthesis, give full force and beauty to the whole figure. I read, " She pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, (like patience on a monument) Smiling at grief." 3. LEAR. "The unten ted woundings of a father's curse Pierce every... | |
 | 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;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 pàgines
...history? 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, indeed,... | |
 | 1823 - 878 pàgines
...Book xii. 521. > She 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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pàgines
...Vio. A blank, my lord : 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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 pàgines
...? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed well. Ant. I must obey. — This comes with seeking...you; But there's no remedy ; I shall answer it. What on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but,... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pàgines
...with one self king ! H 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,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pàgines
...weep there. CONCEALED 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...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,... | |
 | 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 on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more: but, indeed,... | |
 | 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,... | |
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A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i... 
