 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.  Twelfth night. Winter's tale - Sida 43efter William Shakespeare - 1788Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | George Field - 1835 - 310 sidor
...discernment, as if he theorized in colours, in the following hackneyed passage : — 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 sidor
...Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they a re as true of heart as we. My father hail month ; and he heartily prays, some occasion may detain us longer : I dare sw 1/ordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let... | |
 | 1853 - 572 sidor
...froze her gaiety; she — she — shade of Shakspeare, help me out! I have it!— " She never told her love, But let concealment, — like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ! " Miss Amelia Musgrave saw her uneasiness, guessed at its secret cause, and took occasion one rosy... | |
 | Elizabeth Washington Wirt - 1837 - 264 sidor
...head and perish Shaks. >+•* •»•> Ltt.HM LlLY OF THE V \LLEY— Continued. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought. Her eye may grow dim, and her cheek may grow pale, But tell they not both the same... | |
 | James Hogg - 1837 - 382 sidor
...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no, " She never to!d her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; — she pined in thought ; And, with a tfreen and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiting... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 sidor
...thou know f Via. Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they are as true of heart as we. 1 Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 sidor
...it iiii^ht be, perhaps, were I a woman, 1 should your lordship. Duke. And what'» her history ? Vio. ome to my natural tibfNow do I piu'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She eat like patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1838 - 444 sidor
...Viola. Too well what love women lo men may owe: In faith they are as true of heart as we. My father hail a daughter lov'da man As it might be, perhaps, were...should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Viola. A blank, ray lord ; alie never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,... | |
 | London female mission - 1838 - 444 sidor
...sustained by " trifles light as air." On one side, hear the poet describe her who " 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 siil, like Patience ou a monument,... | |
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