 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. 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... | |
 | 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...the repository of the secret of her sufferings, which to her were sacred. " She never told her wor But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed...melancholy, ' She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." It was no unfrequent thing, now, for Olivia to be left alone, with all the weight of business... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 658
...it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. 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... | |
 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 650
...history? Vio. A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bad, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And,...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." Twelfth Nigkt. " CLAUD. Ah, Isabel ! ISAB. What says my brother ? CLAUD. Death's a fearful... | |
 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 324
...history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought;...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." Twelfth Night. " CLAUD. Ah, Isabel ! ISAB. What says my brother ? CLAUD. Death's a fearful... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 490
...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,...melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Wan not this love indeed 1 We men may say more, swear more, but indeed, Our shows are more... | |
 | 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 178
...might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. — And what's her history? Viola. — A blank, my lord : she never told her love, But let...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let...melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.9 Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald supposes this might possibly be borrowed from... | |
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A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i... 
