 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 860 páginas
...ever faw ; it is an image of Patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, She never told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i* th' bud, Feed on her damaflc cheek : (he pin'd in thought, And fate like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." What... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 páginas
...me die, to look on death no more. King Richard HI. A. 2. Sc. J. CONCEALED LOVE. 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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 páginas
...lluçgarch'ï'd at home, Fie. A blank, my bid: She never told her Wear out thy youth with (hapclefs ulleiiefs. But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her daaijfk cheek : the pin'din thought; And, uith a grctn and yellow incl.uiciioly, She fat, like patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 600 páginas
...I ever faw j it is an image of Patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, " She never told her love, " But let concealment, like a worm i" th' bud, " Feed on her damaik cheek : (he pin'd in thought, " And fate like Patience on a monument, " Smiling at Griff." What... | |
 | Colin Macfarquhar, George Gleig - 1797 - 434 páginas
...Aud fires his hoft with loud repeated cries. fliad, i. xii. 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 yellow melancholy, She fat like patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 páginas
...thing I ever faw ; it is an im:ige of patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, Ste never to!J her love, But let concealment, like a 'worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damajk cheek : fte p'm'd in thought, stnJ fat like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief. What an image... | |
 | Erasmus Darwin - 1798 - 472 páginas
...attend to its improbability, in the following beautiful lines of Shakespeare: " She never told her love; But let Concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek." But in these lines below the person of Reason obtrudes itself into qur company, and... | |
 | 1810 - 566 páginas
...other passions in excess, seems to border on frenzy. Deefi melancholy described. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th* bud. Feed on her damask cheak. She pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat, like Patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 páginas
...ever saw ; it is an image of Patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he says, " • 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 sate like PATiENci on a monument, " Smiling at GRIEF." What... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1802 - 422 páginas
...thing I ever faw. It is an image of Patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, She 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... | |
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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. 
