...never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, prey 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.' The duke inquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned an...

...[Exeunt MONTAGUE and Lady. BEN. Good morrow, cousin. ROM. Is the day so young ?l " She never told her love, " But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, " Feed on her damask cheek." . In the last Act of this play our poet has evidently imitated the Rosamond of Daniel; and in the present...

...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...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, Our shows are more...

...history ? Vin. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, Bui let concealment, like a worm i'the bnd, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ;...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...

...adjectively, and vice versa ; and that too, with a happiness peculiar to himself. Read : " She never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i' th" bud,...her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And with agrein and hallow melancholy, . She sat like Patience on a .monument, Smiling at grief." The sense...

...waste of love-sick despondency ? — — She never told her love, Bntlet concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief — Was not this love, indeed? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy...

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...A -blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Ge'ttlemen of Verma, Act H St. ty. -She never told her love ; Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. T-welfih-Xight, Act II. Sc.6. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...

...should your lordship. Duke And what's her history? [love, Via. A blank, my lord: she never told her Rut let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her...thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, Sue sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A Jester. This fellow is wise enough to play...

...a ftrong point of view ; which is remarkable in the following fimilics. — — She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, Feed on her damaik check: flic pin'd in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like patience...