 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 1118 páginas
...I fhould your lordfhip. Duke. And what 'ь her hiftory ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought j And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 páginas
...falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute! Twelfth Night, A. i, S. i. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek. Twelfth Night, A. 2, S. 4, O, what a deal of fcorn looks beautiful In the contempt and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 páginas
...woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her 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 j And, with a green and yellow melancholy, . She sat like patience on a monument, 410 Smiling at grief.... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1788 - 590 páginas
...turmoil, A bleffed foul doth in Elyfium. Two Gentlemen of Verona, a£l 2.fc.io. She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i" the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought ; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 694 páginas
...his verity in love, I do think him as concave as a cover' d goblet As You Like It. • Cxaalatfst. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damafk cheek Tiutlftb Night, a — And profited in ftrange concealment - - I Henry rv. • Cnxex. The... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - 702 páginas
...Cmne. For his verity in love, I do think him as concave as a cover'd goblet A, Tmljlitlt. C^ualaenl. Ԉ \ b n\D qK z* J u R T]\ w Jamalk check Twelfth Night. — And profited in frrange concealment - I Henry iv. CaaH. The good conceit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 446 páginas
...3. fhould your lordfhip. Duki. And what's her hiftory ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like patience... | |
 | Henry Whitfield - 1804 - 510 páginas
...affections, resembling tlie fair maid whom the Bard of Avon has so exquisitely described. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek — . " Or, do you observe with Goldsmith, That the long pomp, the midnight masquerade, With all the... | |
 | William Nicholson - 1809 - 726 páginas
...bears a manifest relation and resemblance, as the following figure in Sbakgpeare : " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought, And sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." COMPARTMENT, or COMPARTI... | |
 | 1810 - 430 páginas
...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no " 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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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. 
