...measured by the effects of disappointment. Shakspeare has done it to the life. " 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...

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...his master. • Sc« Moore's Life of Sheridan, vol it mpectlng Shcrldan'i arrest. 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...

...the exquisite description of Viola, as given of herself in the Twelfth Night: — She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience...

...colour which once animated his cheek, has flown, and given place to a hectic hue. - He never told his love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on his healthful cheek — he pin'd in thought." Wearisome of life, he longs to quit its deceitful pleasures,...

...nature. And such was most assuredly the case in the instance of Augusta St. Quentin, who never tofd her love, . But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek. The once gay, lively girl had become dispirited and wretched ; " she pined in thought,"...

...and beautifully does he delineate Hhe effects of suppressed mental emotions :— She never told lier love, • But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, .. .... ' .' Feed on her damask check. And, in the same tone, in another place :— To keep it from divulging, let it feed E'en...

...among her Majesty's immediate attendants. The fond eyes of the mild and retiring Adelaide — E2 " Who never told her love, But let Concealment, like a worm i' th' bnd. Prey on the damask roses of her cheek." were, perhaps, the first that detected his ambitious passion;...

...observers, however, only saw the exterior ; there was a secret flame glowing within, but She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek Hillisberg was a woman fit to be wooed and won by royalty ; and the Prince of Wales no...

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