| John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pages
...right. P. 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. I concur with Mr. Steevens in thinking that the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pages
...her 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 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,... | |
| English poetry - 1806 - 408 pages
...wreck 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.)... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pages
...her 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 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,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pages
...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 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,... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 440 pages
...history ? 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, 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,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 pages
...Speaking of a maid in love, he says, 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience, on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pages
...history? i in. 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Scene V, WHAT YOU "WILL. 279 Smiling at grief. Was not this love,... | |
| Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 pages
...in her hand. Char. (Reading. ) " 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." Bless me ! Captain Crevelt (starting.) I did'nt... | |
| William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pages
...ic adorns. a 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 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,... | |
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