 A blank, my lord. She never 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.  Shakespeare's Stories - 第 101 頁Constance Elizabeth Maud, Mary Maud 著 - 1913 - 346 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | 1822 - 654 頁
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 640 頁
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 頁
...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;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 頁
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd is comes with seeking you; But there's no remedy ;...answer it. What will you do ? Now my necessity * Of not this love, indeed ? We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, (prove Our shows are more than... | |
 | 1823 - 878 頁
...her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bod, Zz Feed 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. Twelfth Night, Act. ¡i. sc. 6. " There is a joy in grief when peace dwells with " the sorrowful.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 頁
...never told ller love, But let concealment, like a worm \ 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.9 Was not this love, indeed ? [9] Mr. Theobald supposes this might possibly be borrowed from... | |
 | Thomas Byerley - 1823 - 528 頁
...the melancholy cause of Ъer 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... | |
 | 1823 - 494 頁
...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... | |
 | 1835 - 426 頁
...night or day, could iind my way Blind- told to the main top bowltug.' — DIBDIN. " She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damnsk cheek." — SIIAKSPEARE. While at St. Andrew's, in North America, Captain M'Intyre, of the merchant... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 492 頁
...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...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,... | |
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