 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
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 páginas
...nevertold her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'thc bud, feed on her damask check : she piu'd those, that trust them ! — I did hear The galloping of horse: who was't came by? Len. 'Tistwoor at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more: but, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 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. Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 824 páginas
...repeated those lines : — She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek : She pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She oat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in yonr pointing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 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 : but, indeed, [^provc Our shows... | |
 | Thomas Sandwith - 1825 - 244 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." Jealousy is admirably pourtrayed in Othello ; and the despair of Welter has awakened, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 páginas
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud. Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd { | } ~ at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more: bat, indeed, Oar shows are more... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 338 páginas
...history? Via. A blank, my lord : she never told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And,...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... | |
 | John Mason Good - 1826 - 454 páginas
...in the Twelfth Night: — She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought; And, with...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. * Sublime and Beautiful, part iv. sec. 3. Cause of Pain and Fear. At other times, the passion... | |
 | 1826 - 372 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." • Compare with this precious gem, Zamora's speech to Rolando, in Scene 1st, Act 3rd, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 996 páginas
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'tlie bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd Your nephew, late-despised Richard, comes. MOT. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck, And in h at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, sweur more : but, indeed, Our shows are more... | |
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