...fhould your lordfhip. Duke. And what 'ь her hiftory ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought j And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience...

...into abatement and low price, Even in a minute! Twelfth Night, A. i, S. i. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek. Twelfth Night, A. 2, S. 4, O, what a deal of fcorn looks beautiful In the contempt and...

...should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought j And, with a green and yellow melancholy, . She sat like patience on a monument,...

...turmoil, A bleffed foul doth in Elyfium. Two Gentlemen of Verona, a£l 2.fc.io. She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i" the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought ; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience...

...his verity in love, I do think him as concave as a cover' d goblet As You Like It. • Cxaalatfst. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damafk cheek Tiutlftb Night, a — And profited in ftrange concealment - - I Henry rv. • Cnxex. The...

...Cmne. For his verity in love, I do think him as concave as a cover'd goblet A, Tmljlitlt. C^ualaenl. Ԉ \ b n\D qK z* J u R T]\ w Jamalk check Twelfth Night. — And profited in frrange concealment - I Henry iv. CaaH. The good conceit...

...fhould your lordfhip. Duki. And what's her hiftory ? Via. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damafk cheek : fhe pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like patience...

...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th* bud. Feed on her damask cheak. She pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat, like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief. Twelfth Sight. Grief afifiroaching to distraction. Thou canst not speak of what thoo...

...Sure, to make traitors bite the dust is " The very climax of injustice ! * 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...

...Sure, to make traitors bite the dust is " The very climax of injustice ! * 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...