 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.  The essays of Elia - Página 73por Charles Lamb - 1840Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | John Philpot Curran - 1811 - 348 páginas
...told her lore, "But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, " Feed on her dnmask cheek : she pin'd in thought, " And, with a green and yellow melancholy,..." She sat, like Patience on a monument, " Smiling at grief." SHAKIP^ARE.' Faithful though afflicted — the bloom of youth faded— the neighbours began,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 páginas
...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, Scene V, WHAT YOU "WILL. 279 Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 436 páginas
...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. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and what a task would it have been for the greatest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 páginas
...never told her love, Bui let concealment, like a worm i'the bnd, 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 - 1814 - 532 páginas
...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 : hut, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1815 - 748 páginas
...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, Smiiing at grief. She sat likepatience on a monument, Smiling at grief.] . Mr. Theobald supposes this... | |
 | 1816 - 612 páginas
...never told her love, Bntlet 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? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 452 páginas
...Ge'ttlemen of Verma, Act H St. ty. -She never told her love ; 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. T-welfih-Xight, Act II. Sc.6. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted... | |
 | 1829 - 1008 páginas
...lord ! She never told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her .1 HIM-!, cheek: she pined in thought, And, with a green and...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Was not this love indeed?" The sigh that burst from the lips of Agnes, as her eyes dropped,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 páginas
...never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey 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 shews are more... | |
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