 | 1806 - 408 str.
...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. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.) AYE, aye ; and she hath offer'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 str.
...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 ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed. Our shows... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 str.
...love, but let concealment, like a worm in .the bud, prey 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." The duke enquired if this Jady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 str.
...be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 str.
...love, Jut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, reed on her danask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monunlent, iniling at Grief. Was not this love, indeed ? Ye menmay say more, swear more: but, indeed,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 str.
...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 ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 str.
...love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, prey 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." The duke enquired if this lady died of her love, but to this question Viola returned... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 str.
...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. What an image is here given ! and what a task would it have been for... | |
 | Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 str.
...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." Bless me ! Captain Crevelt (starting.) I did'nt see you — I was quite absorbed... | |
 | William miller, albemarle street: and james carpenter - 1811 - 438 str.
...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. ' Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines,... | |
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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. 
