 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1863 - 504 trang
...turmoil, A blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Gentlemen nf Verona, Act II. Sc. 10. -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, Act II. Sc. 6. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 752 trang
...what's her history? Fio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm Г *c*d* imlivil, Our shows are more than will ; for still we i>n»\v Much in our vows, but little in our love.... | |
 | Great Britain. Committee on Education - 1864 - 200 trang
...frequently require a lower tone of voice, and sometimes an almost unvaried tone. 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. 4. As a rule, it is well to begin the reading of a poem in n,s simple a stylo as possible,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 436 trang
...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 trang
...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 trang
...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 trang
...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 trang
...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 trang
...— 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 trang
...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,... | |
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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. 
