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 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 pages
...thing I ever saw. It is an image of patience. 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 ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience,... | |
 | William miller, albemarle street: and james carpenter - 1811 - 438 pages
...English. With the accent of her country, she 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; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - English drama - 1811 - 698 pages
...do pity you, from my soul. Miu Har. Then, why won't you leave me ? Young Cla. ' She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damask cheek.' Take warning, miss, when you once begin to pine in thought, 'tis all over with you ;... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 710 pages
...do pity yoo, from my soul. Miss Har. Then, why won't yon leave me ? Young Cla. ' She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damask cheek.' Take warning, miss, when yon once begin to pint in thought, 'tis all over with you ;... | |
 | Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 pages
...power. Enter CHARLOTTE, witk a volume of Shakespeare in her hand. Char. (Reading. ) " 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 436 pages
...thing I ever saw. It is an image of patience. 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 ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 480 pages
...[Exeunt MONTAGUE and Lady. BEN. Good morrow, cousin. ROM. Is the day so young ?l " She never told her love, " But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, " Feed on her damask cheek." . In the last Act of this play our poet has evidently imitated the Rosamond of Daniel;... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1815 - 748 pages
...adjectively, and vice versa ; and that too, with a happiness peculiar to himself. Read : " 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 agrein and hallow melancholy, . She sat like Patience... | |
 | Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1816 - 778 pages
...a ftrong point of view ; which is remarkable in the following fimilics. — — She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, Feed on her damaik check: flic pin'd in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like patience... | |
 | English literature - 1820 - 412 pages
...English. With the accent of her country, she very prettily repeated those lines: She never told h«r 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... | |
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