 | John Millard (elocution master in the City of Lond. sch.) - 1882 - 274 pagine
...emphatic the more spontaneous. Charles Lamb said he had heard only one actress speak Viola's speech — ' A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let...melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.' — Twelfth Night, ii. 3. All others, he said, had read it. And this describes precisely... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1882 - 960 pagine
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a wonn i ' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she piu'd not I; I do not shame To tell you what I was, since ...E ᪉ "3 1882"+ Shakespeare William" William S swcnr more; but, indeed. Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little... | |
 | Familiar quotations - 1883 - 942 pagine
...And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. Ibid. Duke. And what 's her history ? Via. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let...melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Ibid. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too. Had. An you... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1883 - 782 pagine
...subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes. 2799 ' Shaks. : Tw. Night. Act 1. Sc. 5. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? 2800 Shaks. : Tw. Night. Act 11. Sc. 4. If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it remember... | |
 | Christian ethics - 1883 - 296 pagine
...feels but for himself alone. Oh ! they love least that let men know their love. She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument Smiling at grief. Whoever loved, that loved not at first sight ? This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath... | |
 | William Walters - 1883 - 208 pagine
...or other never dared to declare it. Like her of whom SHAKSPEARE says, that she — "Never told her love, — But let concealment like a worm i' the bud,...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." Perhaps, they declared themselves, only to be refused at once and for ever. Perhaps, they... | |
 | Alexander Faulkner Shand - 1920 - 628 pagine
...is there." The position of sorrow and melancholy is indicated in these verses : " She never told her love.. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? "" Chaucer in " The Romaunt of the Rose " has a long description and analysis of love : " The life... | |
 | Edward Hugh Sothern - 1916 - 538 pagine
...attention, which had wandered a bit, became riveted when she came to the lines: "She never told her love But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ?" How it was that the words remained in his memory he did not know, but they did, and the fact that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1916 - 196 pagine
...But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, \Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, IJAnd with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience...indeed ? We men may say more, swear more: but indeed 13-0 Our shows are more thgj^ will; for still we prove 120 Much in our vows, but little in our love.... | |
 | Edward Hugh Sothern - 1917 - 546 pagine
...attention, which had wandered a bit, became riveted when she came to the lines: "She never told her love But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,...monument Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ?" How it was that the words remained in his memory he did not know, but they did, and the fact that... | |
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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. 
