She never told her loveHaydn, JosephShe never told her love,But let concealment, like a worm in the bud,Feed on her damask cheek...;She sat, like Patience on a monument,Smiling at grief.
← LibraryHaydn, Joseph · songShe never told her lovelyrics: William ShakespeareSourceEdition AEdition BAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongShe never told her lovelyrics: William ShakespeareSheʃˈiːnevernˈɛvɐtoldtˈəʊldherhˈɜːlovelˈʌv,Butbˈʌtletlˈɛtconcealmentkənsˈiːlmənt,likelˈaɪkawormwˈɜːminˈɪntheðəbudbˈʌd,Feedfˈiːdonˈɒnherhˈɜːdamaskdˈæmɑːskcheektʃˈiːk...;Sheʃˈiːsatsˈæt,likelˈaɪkPatiencepˈeɪʃənsonˈɒnamonumentmˈɒnjuːmənt,Smilingsmˈaɪlɪŋatˈætgriefɡɹˈiːf.