 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 938 sidor
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the kiudly,b gentle sirs ; It ч ill be pastime passing...we'll play our part, As he shall think, by our true ? AVe men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 470 sidor
...history ? Via. 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...monument, Smiling at grief.* Was not this love, indeed P We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 136 sidor
...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,...we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. A DVANTAGEV OF AN OATH. It comes ',to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggerinjg accent sharply... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 sidor
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined rs began, have laid them down In their last sleep, — the dead reign there alone SHAKESPEARE. LOCKSLEY HALL. COMRADES, leave me here a little, while аз yet Ч is early morn, —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1871 - 544 sidor
...thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. 2 2q UQ Q Ù K Ӥ.% 0AE 4B H ݙ U@= =G7 ...D] I C?.Z U ᪷m# pdHRPe=AWi `_ T k #Y lc ã n;l 64 fx#?, Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too ;—and yet I know not:—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 344 sidor
...it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. DUKE. And what's her history ? VIOLA. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. ACT III. A Jester. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool ; And, to do that well, craves a kind... | |
 | 1872 - 900 sidor
...damask cheek ; she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience ou SHAKESPEARE. LOCKSLEY HALL. ' COMRADES, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn, —... | |
 | Anthologia Anglica - 1873 - 512 sidor
...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,...we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Twelfth Night, ii. 4. XXIX. WORTH v. BIRTH. (King loq.) STRANGE is it that our bloods, Of colour, weight,... | |
 | Sir Richard Claverhouse Jebb - 1873 - 262 sidor
...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...we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. SHAKESPEARE. OT. Kfvrfv ye SeXrov ov yap e^eiTrev TTOTC epaiTa brj^idvpov 17 0-1777 8' dei, ev KaXv&v... | |
 | F. Taverner Graham - 1874 - 224 sidor
...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,...we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. —Twelfth Night. Both similes here require the faster time. In the next example the simile begins... | |
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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... 
