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...j fhould your Lordfhip. Duke. And what's her Hiftory ? Via. A Blank, my JLord : flie never told her Love, But let Concealment, like a worm i'th' bud, *< Feed on her damask Cheek : (p) {he pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like Patience...

...the boy love is perjur'd ev'ry where. Shakefpear\ Midfummer-Night't Dream. • < She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i'th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : fhe pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat like patience...

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...more, which is, I think, as ftrong and as uncommon as any thing I ever faw ; 'tis an image of Patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, — She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' tV bud, Feed on her damask cheek : She pin'd in thought ', And fat like...

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...you poflefs every part of it ; of which this inftance is aftoniftifng : it is an image of patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, ' 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 fat like patience...

...fometimes fatal ; and (hould fhe follow the example of poor Viola in Shakefpear, -'who never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'th' bud' Feed on her datnajk cheek, her cafe muft be defperate indeed .: for the deftruiTlion of her charms would infallibly...

...and you poflefs every part of it; of which this inftance is aftonifhing : it is an image of patience. Speaking of a maid in love, he fays, " 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 fat like...