 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1843 - 650 pages
...history? Vio. A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bad, 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 Nigkt. " CLAUD. Ah, Isabel ! ISAB. What... | |
 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1844 - 324 pages
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : she 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. " CLAUD. Ah, Isabel ! ISAB. What... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Anatomy - 1845 - 330 pages
...Arabia's shore. — Heber. CONCEALED LOVE. She never told her love, Bullet concealment, like a worm P the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She eat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. 684. GREEK LITERATURE. It is impossible — to contemplate... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 334 pages
...shore.—Htber. CONCEALED LOVS. She never told her love. Int let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, ? eed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought. And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She pat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. 6644 GREEK LITERATURE. It is impossible—to contemplate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 574 pages
...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 ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.9 Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald supposes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 760 pages
...history ? yio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, — But let concealment, like a worm i' the e 1 sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 pages
...history ? Vw. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, — But let concealment, like a worm i' the of his qualities. Things base and vil'd, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form nnd digni sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 pages
...history? Yio. 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 ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed 1 We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 pages
...her history? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the t. King. Madam, not so ; I do beseech you, stay. Pritt. Prepare, I say. — I thank you, gradoui l sat like patience on a monument, 'Decks. Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say... | |
 | William Sweetser - Emotions - 1850 - 456 pages
...wasting form of erotic melancholy : " She 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." Concealed erotic melancholy is not rare in those... | |
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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? 
