...prettily repeated those lines: She never told h«r love; But 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. Now, chevalier, if you had any design in your pointing to these very pretty lines, I will...

...makes this happy comparison : " She never told her love, But let concealmant, like a worm in the hud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pin'd in thought, And...melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.*" 277. Emhellishing comparisons, — those with which we are chiefly concerned at present,'...

...quest of poetical decoration. She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm V th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought} And,...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Shakesp. Q. What is a Metaphor?* A. A Metaphor is the putting of the name of one thing for...

...on 111* bltst ?— Ossi««. She never told her lov*, But 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. Slukipeari. Yet . ,,.Ytt sadly it i*«ui»g, that sue hi shades, Mildly as mourning doves,...

...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." Our social glee and cheerfulness were now completely clouded ; we sat down to our meals,...

...never told her love. Bat 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. Was not this love, indeed 1 We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are...

...I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history? 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 more...

...comma, and the addition of a parenthesis, give full force and beauty to the whole figure. I read, " She pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow...melancholy She sat, (like patience on a monument) Smiling at grief." 3. LEAR. "The unten ted woundings of a father's curse Pierce every sense about thee !" One...

...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'thc 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—." My remarks have hitherto been confined to Shakspeare's tragedies; but it is fair to retort...

...denotes the melancholy cause of her demise." " No doubt," interrupted the youth with the blue cravat, " ' And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument,' As Ben Jonson says. Egad! I thought I should whip in something at last." The guide looked a reproof...