 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 str.
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told ller love, But let concealment, like a worm \ the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...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... | |
 | 1823 - 878 str.
...Iliad, Book xii. 521. > She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bod, Zz Feed Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Twelfth Night, Act. ¡i. sc. 6. " There is a joy in grief when peace dwells with " the sorrowful.... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 492 str.
...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,...indeed, Our shows are more than will, for still we prove -Vluch in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 str.
...me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. CONCEALED LOVE. 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. ACT III. JESTER. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And, to do that well, craves... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 str.
...perfections) with one self king ! H 3 She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...melancholy, She sat, (like patience on a monument) Smiling at grief. Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 1010 str.
...As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Via. ming truth which cunning times put on To bat, indeed, Oar shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, bnt little in our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 str.
...history? / .•". 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...indeed : We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, [^provc Our shows are more than will ; for still we Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke.... | |
 | Thomas Sandwith - 1825 - 244 str.
...Shakspeare has done it to the life. " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief." Jealousy is admirably pourtrayed in Othello ; and the despair of Welter has awakened, and... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 338 str.
...never told her lore, 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,...than will : for still we prove Much in our vows, but liitle in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy? Via. I am all the daughters of my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 996 str.
...history ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'tlie Plan. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly us'd, Your nephew,...spend my latter gasp : O, tell me, when my lips d sweur more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little... | |
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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. 
