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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. "
Twelfth night. Winter's tale - Sida 43
efter William Shakespeare - 1788
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The Art of Loving

S.P.Sharma - 2007 - 120 sidor
...falls a prey to brooding, and the result may be devastating to her body and mind. 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...
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Twelfth Night: Shakespeare for the Modern Reader

John Burfeind, William Shakespeare - 2008 - 195 sidor
...can bear me And that I owe Olivia. Act II Scene IV Viola Speaks Her Love To Orsino In Veiled Terms A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let...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...
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