...sustained or cherished by hope, suggested to Shakspeare some apt comparisons. " She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask check." -" She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief." Sublimity not only has beauty...

...fhould your Lordfhip. Dukt. And what's her hiftory ? Via. ' A blank, my Lord : fhe never told her love 4 But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, . . • Feed on her damafk cheek: fhe pin'd in thought ; • And, with a green and yellow melancholy, ' She fat like Patience on a monument,...

...bleffed foul doth in Elyfium. Two Gentlemen of Vertna, aQ z fe. 10. — — — — She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damafk cheek: fhe pin'd in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience on a monument,...

...impracticable, and fometimes fatal ; and Ihould fhe follow the example of poor Viola in Shakefpeare, who never told her love, But let Concealment, like a worm i' th bud, Feed on her damaik cheek, her cafe muft be defperate indeed ; for the deftruction. of her charms would infallibly...

...mingle a faint gleam of content. But the poet can go further ; he can fay, • • She never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damajk cheek. That happy allufion, in which confifts the charm of the defcription, cannot be fuggefted...

...mingle a faint gleam of content. But the poet can go further ; he can fay, • She never told tier love, But let concealment like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damajk cbeek. That happy allufion, in which confifts the charm of the defcription, cannot be fuggefted...

...fpecies of .beauty, the following is, perhaps, a Hill more elegant example— , > - She never told her love, But -let concealment, like a worm i* th' bud, Feed on her ctamajk cheek . fivtf.b Right. Shaktfpear's images are not mere addrefles to the fancy; they do not...

...Perdita come tripping forth With mint and marj'ram, rosemary and rue : Or Viola, that never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i* th' bud Feed on her damask cheek. With hearty laugh We still dismiss the still outwitted rogue, But still pretending Falstaff....

...Ihnuld your lordlhip. Duke. And what s her hiflory ? [love, Via. A blank, my lord : She nevsr told her fhcpin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like patience on a monument,...

...fmiling Perdita comes tripping by With mint and marj'ram, rofemary and rue, Or Viola that never told her love, But let concealment like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damafk cheek. With hearty laugh We ftill difmifs the ftill outwitted rogue, But ftill pretending FalftafF. Then we...