 | 1841 - 178 pages
...might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. — And what's her history? Viola. — A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? SHAKSFERE. FRAGMENT. THOU art the wine whose drunkenness is all We can desire, O Love! and happy... | |
 | Joseph Hunter - 1845 - 456 pages
...Translation of " The Instruction of a Christian Woman" by Ludovicus Vives. II. 4. VIOLA. She never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i' the bud Feed...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument Smiling at Grief. Thus I should point and regulate a passage which has been singled out for especial admiration... | |
 | William Hamilton Kittoe - 1845 - 300 pages
...terminating in confirmed insanity, either of the furious or melancholy species. " 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." One of the most dangerous terminations of love is jealousy; this affection generally is... | |
 | George Field - 1845 - 334 pages
...he theorised in colours, in the following beautifully expressive passage: — " 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." — Twelfth Night. The chromatic discord therein resolves itself in " damask" which is a... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon - 1846 - 608 pages
...paraphrase of those lines in which the character is so beautifully summed up : " 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." My remarks, as far as I have proceeded, have been confined to Shakspeare's tragedies. I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 760 pages
...told her love, — But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd Thy shape invisible retain thou still : The trumpery...I go. [Erii. * And as with age his body uglier g Onr shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But... | |
 | William Mudford - 1849 - 342 pages
...it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Viola. A blank, my lord ! She never told her love, But let...monument, Smiling at Grief. Was not this love indeed '!" The sigh that burst from the lips of Agnes, as her eyes dropped and she resumed the fancywork she... | |
 | Pliny Miles - 1850 - 372 pages
...— Act 5, Sc. 3. SHAKSPEARE. The HEAD of a LOYAL HOME. 132. Duke. And what's her history ? Viola. A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? Twelfth Night — Act 2, Sc. 4. SHAKSPEARC. RuiNER. 133. There are more things in heaven and earth,... | |
 | Pliny Miles - 1850 - 374 pages
...— Act 5, Sc. 3. SHAKSPEARE. The HEAD of a LOYAL HOME. 132. Duke. And what's her history 7 Viola. A blank, my lord : she never told her love. But let...thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She snt like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed 1 Twelfth Night— Act... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...a thousand dangers at her call, And trusting in his God surmounts them all. 95. 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. 96. Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed. The breath of night's destructive to the... | |
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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 pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. 
