 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 436 pages
...the sea, And can digest as much : make no compare Between that love a woman can bear me And that I owe Olivia. Vio. Ay, but I know, — Duke. What dost...; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat I ike patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed! We men may say more, swear... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 pages
...unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, Than women's are. Act ii. Se. 4. 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 ii. Sc. 4. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too. Act... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 464 pages
...should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, 11o But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? 115 We men may say more, swear more: but indeed Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much... | |
 | Robert Demaus - 1866 - 240 pages
...not so estimable, profitable neither, As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats.' (11) '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.' (12) 'O ! who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking of the frosty Caucasus, Or cloy the... | |
 | Guy's Hospital - 1866 - 738 pages
...may, then, say, as Viola said to the Duke, of her whose history was " a blank :" " 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." That distress of mind may lead to fatal consequences is no poetical fiction. I have more... | |
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 pages
...— I fear will last me all my days, But feel it will not last me long. SIB JOHN II, MOOIIE. Viola. MY father had a daughter loved a man, As it might...melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Twelfth Night, Act II., Scene 4. LOVE me not for comely grace, For my pleasing eye or face... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 pages
...With an invisible and subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes. Sh. T. Ni. I. 5. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? Sh. T. Si. n. 4. If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it remember me : For, such as I am,... | |
 | William L. Robinson - 1868 - 208 pages
...Prince... to laughter and his comrades to applause. — Enid, Tennyson. She never told her love, . . .but2 let concealment like a worm i' the bud, . . .feed...melancholy,... she sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief.— Twelfth Night, Sh. But2 half of our2 heavy task was done2, when* the bell2 tolled the*... | |
 | William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - 200 pages
...running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything. Shakspere's As You Like It. 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. Shakspere's Twelfth Night. Cowards die many times before their death ; The valiant never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1870 - 838 pages
...it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what '» her history ? Fio. A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let...melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at griet Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but indeed Our shows are more... | |
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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. 
