 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud,1 Feed on her damask cheek : she pinM e your brother, I owe you ail dutv. />. John. I vows, but little in our love. Duke, But died thy sister of her love, my boy 1 Vio. I am all the daughters... | |
 | 1850 - 584 páginas
...loud lamentation, was for that very reason the more poignant and heart-felt ; she never shed a tear, " but let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed...yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument. Her virtues and her beauty having attracted general admiration, the N. s. VOL. xxviii. L family, after... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1838 - 360 páginas
...never told her love : She 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,...are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. DUKE. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? VIOLA. I am all the daughters... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 páginas
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd 838 vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy * Kin. I am all the daughters... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 páginas
...For still her cheeks possess the same, Which native she doth owe.p 8 — i. 2. 109 She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat (like Patience on a monument) Smiling at grief. 4 — ii. 4. 110 Thine eye would emulate the diamond. 3 — iii. 3. 111 My beauty, though... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 608 páginas
...might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment,...are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 732 páginas
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 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 páginas
...For still her cheeks possess the same, Which native she doth owe.f 8 — i. '£109 She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat (like Patience on a monument) Smiling at grief. 4 — ii. 4, 110 Thine eye would emulate the diamond. 3 — iii. 3. * Europa. f Of which... | |
 | Graves Chamney Haughton - 1839 - 298 páginas
...this figure, he may be quoted for some charming instances ; as when he says — " She never told her love, But let Concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." (15) A Short Inquiry into the Nature of Language, prefixed to the Author's Bengali, Sanscrit,... | |
 | Graves Champney Haughton - 1839 - 292 páginas
...this figure, he may be quoted for some charming instances ; as when he says — " She never told her love, But let Concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." (15) A Sltort Inquiry into the Nature of Language, prefixed to the Author's Bengali, Sanscrit,... | |
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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. 
