 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 psl.
...woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : 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. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed. Our shows are... | |
 | 1806 - 408 psl.
...wreck behind. CONCEALED LOVE. • 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. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.) AYE, aye ; and she hath offer'd to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 psl.
...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,...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 are... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 psl.
...blank, my lord: She never told her 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,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 psl.
...never told her 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 an... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 psl.
...I should your lordship. DUKt. And what's her history ? Viola. A blank, my lord : 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. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 psl.
...never told her 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 an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 psl.
...Speaking of a maid in love, he says, 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. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and what a task would it have been for the greatest... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 psl.
...her history .* 1 That nature pranks her in,] ic adorns. a Vio. A blank, my lord : 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. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are... | |
 | William miller, albemarle street: and james carpenter - 1811 - 438 psl.
...very prettily repeated those lines: -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. ' Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will... | |
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