 | William Shakespeare - Theater - 1826 - 996 pages
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'tlie bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd Your nephew, late-despised Richard, comes. MOT. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck, And in h at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, sweur more : but, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | English drama - 1826 - 372 pages
...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." • Compare with this precious gem, Zamora's speech to Rolando, in Scene 1st, Act 3rd, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 482 pages
...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, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 544 pages
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the budu, 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 grief12. Was not this love, indeed? 11 So in the fifth Sonnet of Shakspeare : — ' Which like a... | |
 | 1827 - 366 pages
...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 pined in thought,...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? ORS. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all... | |
 | 1828 - 32 pages
...passage from ' Twelfth Night.' ' , " She never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought,...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." •As she turned over the leaves hastily, a piece of paper fell upon the floor. Edward stooped... | |
 | Medicine - 1828 - 646 pages
...in the bosom of the sufferer, — " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : She pined in thought,...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. The passion, corroding invariably, like intense grief from any other cause, undermines the... | |
 | Richard Reece - 1828 - 604 pages
...by Shakspeare, when he says, — " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought,...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." When long continued, it constitutes grief: when diversified by alternate agonising sensations... | |
 | John S. Skinner - 1828 - 438 pages
...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 " The passion, corroding invariably, like intense grief from any other cause, undermines the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 404 pages
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the hud, 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 ; hut, indeed, Oar shows are... | |
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A blank, my lord. 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. 
