 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.  Twelfth Night: Or, What You Will - Strana 50autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1895 - 153 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 str.
...never told ller love, But let concealment, like a worm \ 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 this might possibly be borrowed from... | |
 | Thomas Byerley - 1823 - 528 str.
...the melancholy cause of Ъer demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last."— The guide looked a reproof... | |
 | 1823 - 494 str.
...denotes the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad ! I thought I should whip in something at last." — The guide looked a reproof... | |
 | 1835 - 426 str.
...day, could iind my way Blind- told to the main top bowltug.' — DIBDIN. " She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damnsk cheek." — SIIAKSPEARE. While at St. Andrew's, in North America, Captain M'Intyre, of the merchant... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 976 str.
...repeated those lines: — — — She never told her love ; But let concealment, lite a worm i' th' bud. Feed on her damask cheek : She pined in thought...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 384 str.
...a species which relieves itself by external sorrow, and loud lamentation ; she never shed a tear, " but let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought." Her virtues and her beauty having excited general admiration, the family, after a few years, was prevailed... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1824 - 824 str.
...prettily 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... | |
 | Madeline Andersen-Warren, Roger Grainger - 2000 - 242 str.
...loss. The therapist suggested lines from Shakespeare's Twelfth Night (Act II, scene ,V): . . . shepin'd in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Introduction When the lines were read to the group members they were silent for a while.... | |
 | Jay L. Halio, Ben Siegel - 2000 - 236 str.
...which Viola tells Orsino of a young woman who concealed her love for a man: "She never told her love, / But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, / Feed on her damask cheek." 25 In contrast to die young woman referred to here (Viola is actually speaking of herself), Winnie... | |
 | Ken Pickering - 2000 - 94 str.
...girl lays herself at a man's feet if she likes him. "Where do you see a girl like Viola's sister who let concealment like a worm i' the bud feed on her damask cheek?" JULlA: (ALMOST BURSTlNG WlTH FRUSTRATlON.) Aunt! l have no wish to be like Viola's sister neither do... | |
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