Haku Kuvahaku Maps Play YouTube Uutiset Gmail Drive Lisää »
Kirjaudu sisään
Teokset Teokset
" A blank, my lord. 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 at grief. "
The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators - Sivu 178
tekijä(t) William Shakespeare - 1806
Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare. Whittingham's ed, Nide 1

William Shakespeare - 1814
...suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt; But mine is all as hungry as the sea. And can digest as mnch : make no compare Between that love a woman can bear...this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more : hut, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our...

Shakspeare's himself again; or the language of the poet asserted

Andrew Becket - 1815
...of whatever size or degree. B. Vio, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought...yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiiing at grief. She sat likepatience on a monument, Smiling at grief.] . Mr. Theobald supposes this...

The European Magazine, and London Review, Nide 70

1816
...thus describes the hectic waste of love-sick despondency ? — — She never told her love, Bntlet concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask...monument Smiling at grief — Was not this love, indeed? " Common-place as this quotation may appear, it sets the copy at a great distance from its original...

Elements of Criticism, Nide 2

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816
...A -blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two Ge'ttlemen of Verma, Act H St. ty. -She never told her love ; Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought ;...melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. T-welfih-Xight, Act II. Sc.6. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...

Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1817 - 352 sivua
...l'"iola. A blank, my lord, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought. And with...? We men may say more, swear more, but indeed, Our shews are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died...

Elements of criticism [by H. Home].

Henry Home (lord Kames.) - 1817
...Gentlemen of Verona, Act II. Sc. 7. She never told her love; 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. Twelfth-Night, Act II. Sc. 4. York. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted...

Blackwood's Magazine, Nide 26

1829
...told her lore, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her .1 HIM-!, cheek: she pined in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy,...monument, Smiling at Grief. Was not this love indeed?" The sigh that burst from the lips of Agnes, as her eyes dropped, and she resumed the fancy-work she...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., Nide 4

William Shakespeare - 1817
...: She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm Г the bud, Feed on her damask check : 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 suppôts this might possibly be borrowed from...

Characters of Shakespear's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 352 sivua
...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,...? We men may say more, swear more, but indeed, Our shews are more than will ; for still we jprove Much in our TOWS, but little in our love. Duke. But...

Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 323 sivua
...Viola. A blank, my lard, she never told her love : She let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Prey on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought, And with...Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this lone indeed ? We men may say more, swear mare, but indeed, Our shews are more than will ; for still...




  1. Oma kirjastoni
  2. Ohjeet
  3. Tarkennettu haku kirjat-palvelussa
  4. Lataa ePub
  5. Lataa PDF