 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagini
...weep there. , CONCEALED LOVE. • 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. ACT III. JESTER. This fellow's wise enough to play... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 622 pagini
...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 ; 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 500 pagini
...history ? Via. 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 love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 pagini
...Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, Sut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, r'eed 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 552 pagini
...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 : 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,... | |
 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 pagini
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : 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 with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? A LOVE-SICK SHEPHERD'S... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 508 pagini
...LATiutc. I 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 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 916 pagini
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, — But let concealment, like a worm i' the Will sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 pagini
...iii. 3. 397. Love, melancholy. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the hud, 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. 4 — ii. 4. 398. Love, concealed. I love your son... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 420 pagini
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, — But let coneealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought : And, with a green and yellow melaneholy, She sat like patienee on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men... | |
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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? 
