 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 str.
...As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought j And, with a green and yellow melancholy, . She sat like patience on a monument, 410 Smiling at grief.... | |
 | George Huddesford - 1801 - 346 str.
...MARTYRS. " Sure, to make traitors bite the dust is " The very climax of injustice ! * She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night, Act II. Sc. iv. BUBBLE AND SQUEAK. 107 " Our honest Whigs, he'll ne'er enlist... | |
 | George Huddesford - 1801 - 196 str.
...MARTYRS. " Sure, to make traitors bite the dust is " The very climax of injustice ! * She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night, Act II. Sc. ir. f " It is a lamentable thing that the cause of Liberty in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 str.
...As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...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... | |
 | Edward Dayes, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1805 - 432 str.
...its continuance be long, is accompanied with melancholy, and a silent sadness. • She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. SHAKESPEARE. Though the above is one of the effects caused by beauty, yet we wish to be understood,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 str.
...her history r Vto. 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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 str.
...her 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;...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 str.
...her 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;...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 str.
...father had a daughter lov'da man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And,...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 str.
...history ? Viola. 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...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... | |
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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... 
