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The Works of the Late Edward Dayes: Containing An Excursion Through the ... - Page 201
by Edward Dayes, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1805 - 359 pages
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The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History ..., Volume 1

William Oxberry - English literature - 1824 - 384 pages
...a species which relieves itself by external sorrow, and loud lamentation ; she never shed a tear, " but let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought." Her virtues and her beauty having excited general admiration, the family, after...
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The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare, Part 1

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pages
...her history? Vio. A blank, my lord: she never told her lovey Hot let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And, with a green audyellow melancholy, She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed?...
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The Ladies' pocket magazine

1829 - 600 pages
...Shakspeare, began reading the "Twelfth Night;" but when she came to these lines, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud. Feed on her damask check. she burst into tears, and instantly left the room. I was surprised at the sudden emotion, and...
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The Mysteries of St. Clair; Or, Mariette Mouline ...

Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 pages
...but lei concealment, Like a worm i'th' bud, feed on her damask cheek : She pin'd in thought, audwith a green and yellow Melancholy, she sat like Patience on a Monument, smiling at grief." Yet I do shre\tVlly suspect timt the great warrior whom she so cherished and so loved, had...
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Comparative Literary Dimensions: Essays in Honor of Melvin J. Friedman

Jay L. Halio, Ben Siegel - European literature - 2000 - 236 pages
...in which Viola tells Orsino of a young woman who concealed her love for a man: "She never told her love, / But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, / Feed on her damask cheek." 25 In contrast to die young woman referred to here (Viola is actually speaking of herself), Winnie...
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Together Now: Original Duologues

Ken Pickering - Acting - 2000 - 94 pages
...girl lays herself at a man's feet if she likes him. "Where do you see a girl like Viola's sister who let concealment like a worm i' the bud feed on her damask cheek?" JULlA: (ALMOST BURSTlNG WlTH FRUSTRATlON.) Aunt! l have no wish to be like Viola's sister neither do...
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Shakespeare: la invención de lo humano

Harold Bloom - Characters and characteristics in literature - 2001 - 750 pages
...should your lordship. / Duke. And what's her history? / Viola. A blank, my lord: 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. Was not this love indeed? [II.iv.1o8-16] inadecuada para una comedia, cuando el frustrado...
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Twelfth Night

Jennifer Mulherin - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2001 - 36 pages
...Sciv Viola on a woman's love . . . 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. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more, but indeed Our shows are more...
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莎士比亞通論: 喜劇

顏元叔 - Comedy - 2001 - 838 pages
...history? Viola. 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, And...melancholy She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy? Viola. I am all...
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Shakespeare for My Father: A One-woman Play in Two Acts

Lynn Redgrave, William Shakespeare - Drama - 2001 - 68 pages
...never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'th'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. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too; - and yet I know not...
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