 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 338 pages
...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, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but,... | |
 | 1827 - 366 pages
...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. Was not this love, indeed ? ORS. But died thy sister of her love, my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 404 pages
...Via. A hlank, my lord : 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,...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 ; hut,... | |
 | Montgomery Robert Bartlett - 1828 - 426 pages
...are as instantly lost." "She never told her grief, But let concealment, like a worm in the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pin'd in thought. And, with...green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." "The music of Carrol was like the memory of joys thai arc past;—pleasant... | |
 | John S. Skinner - 1828 - 438 pages
...bosom of the sufferer ' 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...green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief " The passion, corroding invariably, like intense grief from any other... | |
 | Richard Reece - 1828 - 604 pages
...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." When long continued, it constitutes grief: when diversified by alternate... | |
 | 1828 - 32 pages
...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." •As she turned over the leaves hastily, a piece of paper fell upon... | |
 | 1828 - 646 pages
...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. The passion, corroding invariably, like intense grief from any other... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 pages
...Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And,...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,... | |
 | 1829 - 470 pages
...never told her love ; Hut let concealment, like a worm ii 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. I. THE secret by her tongue concealed, Her fading charms declare, And... | |
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A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i... 
