 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 Seiten
...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, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat (like Patience... | |
 | London female mission - 1838 - 444 Seiten
...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, She siil, like Patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 Seiten
...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, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat (like Patience... | |
 | Graves Champney Haughton - 1839 - 292 Seiten
...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, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience... | |
 | Sir Graves Chamney Haughton - 1839 - 298 Seiten
...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, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 362 Seiten
...man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a 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 pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Michael Henry Rankin - 1841 - 266 Seiten
...might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duhe. , . . And what's her history ? Viola. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 558 Seiten
...As it 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, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 Seiten
...it 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, 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... | |
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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. 
