...love-sick despondency ? — — She never told her love, Bntlet concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument Smiling at grief — Was not this love, indeed? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy...

...history? [love, Via. A blank, my lord: she never told her Rut 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, Sue sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A Jester. This fellow is wise enough to play...

...Gentlemen of Verona, Act II. Sc. 7. 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...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth-Night, Act II. Sc. 4. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...

...l'"iola. A blank, my lord, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought. And with...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more, but indeed, Our shews are more...

...: She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm Г the bud, Feed on her damask check : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.9 Was not this love, indeed ? (9] Mr Theobald suppôts this might possibly be borrowed from...

...history ? Viola. A blank, my lord, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more, but indeed, Our shews are more...

...history ? Vio. 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 ;...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are...

...riol/s. A blank, my lord, she never told her lorn : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patienc* on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not Out love indeed ? We men may say more, swear mere,...

...pranks in her ; ie has adorned, by setting it in her most lovely person. SCENE IV.— page 313. VIOLA. she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. cile the incongruity of — patience sitting on a monument smiling at grief: and yet, the...

...A blessed soul doth in Klysium. Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act ii. Sc. 16. -She never told her love ; Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought ; And with a gieen and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth-Night,...