 | Thomas Gillet - 1832 - 128 páginas
...knights, and clown produc'd the cheer. There stood Olivia, who was vainly sued, And that chaste maid who " never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her cheek," till call'd its bliss to prove." 4 Winter's Talc. 5 Merry Wives of Windsor.... | |
 | 1836 - 480 páginas
...the feelings which every one entertained. CONSTANCY ; OR, THE FATE OF ELEANOR. " She never told her love. But let concealment» like a worm I' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek." IT was on the close of a fine day in July, that I walked out to enjoy an evening ramble.... | |
 | Jeremiah Whitaker Newman - 1838 - 404 páginas
...a species which relievesitself by external effusion and loud lamentation, she never shed a tear, 14 but let concealment, like a worm i' th" bud, feed on her damask cheek," she pined in thought. The health of the fair mourner had been considerably impaired... | |
 | London female mission - 1838 - 444 páginas
...down, now high, now low, sustained by " trifles light as air." On one side, hear the poet describe her who " 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 550 páginas
...thing I ever saw; it is an image of Patience. 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 sate like Patience, on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth-Night.... | |
 | Artemas Bowers Muzzey - 1841 - 254 páginas
...represents her yielding to the dictates of her heart as a species of degradation. She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek. Now we ask, why should we blush for emotions of which the God of nature implanted the... | |
 | George Calvert Holland - 1841 - 204 páginas
...SECOND EDITION. LONDON: JOHN QLLIVIER, 59, PALL MALL. 1841. TO JG MARSHALL, ESQ. " You never told your love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on your damask cheek, and well-fed frames." " Look again at the crowded streets of our great Manufacturing... | |
 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1844 - 324 páginas
...until I return." CHAPTER VI. "DUKE. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : 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... | |
 | Tales - 1844 - 946 páginas
...CHAPTER XXVI. - And what's her history ? K ' finite. Viola. A blank, my lord : — she never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek." SnAKSFEAM. Tin: clashing principles thus separated, he of many sheep hade a giggling... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 556 páginas
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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. 
