...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...

...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,...

...bears a manifest relation and resemblance, as the following figure in Sbakgpeare : " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought, And sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." COMPARTMENT, or COMPARTI...

...relates solely to Romeo's concealing the cause of his melancholy, and is again used hy Shakspeare in Twelfth Night: " She never told her love, " But let concealment, like a worm i' th' hud, " Feed on her damask cheek." In the last Act of this play our poet has evidently imitated...

...woman, I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. 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,...

...woman, I should your lordship. Duke, And what's her history? i in. 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,...

...her heart to any one, and imagined her love for Duncan a profound secret — no " 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,...

...religioufly faithful to the cruel injunction of fecrefy laid upon her. 1 ————— She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damalk cheek: (he pin'4 in thought ; An''., with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like Patience...

...I should your lordship. Duke. And what's her history ? fio.fh. 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,...

...greater than Pompey's.' In others . two things are compared in reference to a third. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud Feed on her damask cheek. Here ' concealment' is likened to * a worm in the bud,' but the aptness of the comparison can appear...