 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 páginas
...She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought ; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Twelfth Night, A. z. Sc. 3. CONCEITED MAN. • Our court, yon know, is haunted With a refined... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 600 páginas
...She never told her love. But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : (he pin'd in thought;* And, with a green and yellow melancholy,...love, indeed ?• We men may fay more, fwear more t but, indeed, Our 3 Though fjrmerly figaified melancholy. MAI.ONE. Mr. Malone fays, ibmigbt m ans... | |
 | Colin Macfarquhar, George Gleig - 1797 - 434 páginas
...521. —She never told her lote ;• : But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damaik cheek : me pin'd in thought ; And with a green and...melancholy, She fat like patience on a monument, Smiling, at grief. Twelfth Night, ad. г. ft. 6. " There is a joy in grief when peace dwells with " the forrowful.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 446 páginas
...She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy,...We men may fay more, fwear more: but, indeed, Our fhows are more than will ; for, ftill we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 páginas
...defcribed. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'th'bud, Feed on her damalk cheek. She pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She fat like Patience on a monument ' Smiling at grief. Ibid. Twelfth Night. Penjtve foreboding. My mother had a maid call'd Barbara, She was in love... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 426 páginas
...She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fl:e pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy,...We men may fay more, fwear more : but, indeed,. Our fhows are more than will ; for ftill we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But dy'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 420 páginas
...on her damaflc cheek i (he pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She Cat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not...We men may fay more, fwear more : but, indeed, Our (hows are more than will ; for ftill we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But dy'd... | |
 | David Irving - 1803 - 266 páginas
...never told her Fove, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' b«d:, Feed on her damifk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought ;• And with' a green and yellow...melancholy, She fat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. S/taksJ.,earc». Yet fadly it is fung, that fhe in fhades, .' Mildty as morning doves, love's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 páginas
...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 more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1802 - 422 páginas
...never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damaik cheek : flie pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and what a talk •would it have been for the greateft... | |
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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. Was not this love indeed? We... 
