 | 1827 - 366 Seiten
...daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. ORS. And what 's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? ORS. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house,... | |
 | 1828 - 646 Seiten
...in insanity. Yet the passion remains latent in the bosom of the sufferer, — " 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. The passion, corroding invariably, like intense grief from any other cause, undermines the... | |
 | Richard Reece - 1828 - 604 Seiten
...the mind ; such as is so beautifully described by Shakspeare, 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." When long continued, it constitutes grief: when diversified by alternate agonising sensations... | |
 | 1828 - 32 Seiten
...Viola." So saying, she read that beautiful passage from ' Twelfth Night.' ' , " 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." •As she turned over the leaves hastily, a piece of paper fell upon the floor. Edward stooped... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 404 Seiten
...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,...this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; hut, indeed, Oar shows are more than will j for still we prove Much in our vows, hot little m our... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1830 - 582 Seiten
...exquisite paraphrase, in which the character is so beautifully summed up : — " 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." Of Shakspeare's Comic Female Characters, it will be sufficient to adduce two, Rosalind and... | |
 | 1838 - 264 Seiten
...it might be, perbaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. DUKE. And what's her history? VIOLA. A blank, my lord ! She never told her love, But let...thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, Shs sat like Patience on a monument. Smiling at Grief. Was not this love indeed ?" The sigh that burst... | |
 | 1833 - 282 Seiten
...daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. ORs. And what 's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? OR«. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house,... | |
 | 1833 - 280 Seiten
...daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. ORS. And what 's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? ORS. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house,... | |
 | John Young (M.A.) - 1833 - 328 Seiten
...God, were the repository of the secret of her sufferings, which were sacred. " She never told her woe, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed...melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." It was no unfrequcnt thing now for Olivia to be left alone, with all the weight of business... | |
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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. 
