 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 pages
...faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter lov'da man, As it might be, perhaps, signior Hortensio. Tra. Softly, uiy masters! if you be gentlemen, Do m .. ACT II. Via. A blank, my lord: She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm " the bud,... | |
 | Music - 1834 - 358 pages
...opera of Matilde von Guise, act iii; •omposed by JN HUMMEL. CANZONET—(Page 38). She never told her love. But let concealment, like a worm i" the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. . She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. It was a bold attempt to set words having so little... | |
 | Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1835 - 208 pages
...soul. Often, like the evening sun, comes the memory of former times upon my soul. 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, like patience on a monument, sat smiling at grief. A Metaphor is the putting... | |
 | Great Britain - 1853 - 572 pages
...froze her gaiety; she — she — shade of Shakspeare, help me out! I have it!— " She never told her love, But let concealment, — like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ! " Miss Amelia Musgrave saw her uneasiness, guessed at its secret cause, and took occasion one rosy... | |
 | James Hogg - 1837 - 382 pages
...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no, " She never to!d her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...damask cheek ; — she pined in thought ; And, with a tfreen and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiting at grief." Our social glee... | |
 | Elizabeth Washington Wirt - Flower language - 1837 - 264 pages
...head and perish Shaks. >+•* •»•> Ltt.HM LlLY OF THE V \LLEY— Continued. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought. Her eye may grow dim, and her cheek may grow pale, But tell they not both the same fond tale ? Love's... | |
 | 1837 - 648 pages
...maid is prodigal enough, If she unmask her beauty to the moon :' And in another : ' 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 a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 pages
.../»-••A '. And what1* i ..- r hiftorr 7 I i". Л blank, my lord i She neter leid her lera, ßut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek : (he pin'd in tliought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 pages
...it iiii^ht be, perhaps, were I a woman, 1 should your lordship. Duke. And what'» her history ? Vio. ome to my natural tibfNow do I piu'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She eat like patience on a monument, Smiling... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1838 - 444 pages
...faith they are as true of heart as we. My father hail a daughter lov'da man As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Viola. A blank, ray lord ; alie never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed an her damask... | |
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