...As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. ORS. And what 's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...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...

...fiambres, vinhos, e licores mais escolhidos; receando que qualquer iadifferença, que se She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek SHAKESPEARE. lhe percebesse não corresponderia à sincera, e affectuosa tenção de Alvaro de Albuquerque,...

...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...

...own breasts at other times. Shakspeare has finely pourtrayed this character — " 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,...

...discernment, as if he theorized in colours, in the following hackneyed passage : — 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...

...Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they a re as true of heart as we. My father hail month ; and he heartily prays, some occasion may detain us longer : I dare sw 1/ordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...

...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...

...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...

...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, Feed on her damask cheek ; — she pined in thought ; And, with a tfreen and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiting...

...thou know f Via. Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they are as true of heart as we. 1 Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed...