...MARTYRS. " 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...

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

...affections, resembling tlie fair maid whom the Bard of Avon has so exquisitely described. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek — . " Or, do you observe with Goldsmith, That the long pomp, the midnight masquerade, With all the...

...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the hud, F*ecd on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, "with a green and yellow melancholy, She . sat like patience oil a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? "We men may say more, swear more: but,...

...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,...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 than will...

...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,...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 than will;...

...love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the hud,6 Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ;7 And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.' Was not this love indeed? " Then let the pehhles on the hungry heach " Fillip the stars — ." Steevens....

...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 at grief. I concur with Mr. Steevens in thinking that the Homeric elucidation of this passage is the...

...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 at Grief. SHAKESPEARE. Though the above is one of the effects caused by beauty, yet we wish to be understood,...

...its continuance be long, is accompanied with melancholy, and a silent sadness. • 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...