 my Wife, Death that hath suckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy Beautie : Thou art not conquer'd : Beauties ensigne yet Is Crymson in thy lips, and in thy cheekes, And Deaths pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, ly'st thou there...  Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - Seite 383von William Shakespeare - 1883Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 Seiten
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning? 9 —O, my love! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 Seiten
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ?—O, my love ! my wife f Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 Seiten
...lightning before death: O, how may 1 Call this a lightning?—O, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beanty : Thou art not conquer'd; beanty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | Charles Inigo Jones - 1816 - 118 Seiten
...presenting it to the reader. Romeo. — Here lies Juliet. O, my love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | 1817 - 552 Seiten
...her parchment-coloured hand, pathetically exclaimed— "O, my love! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty, Thou art not conquered—beauty's euaign ycf I» crimion on thy lip»."— VOL. III. J> " Beauty!—no,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 Seiten
...triumphant grave For here lies Juliet. * * * * * * * $ O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquerM; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 552 Seiten
...bury thee in a triumphant grave For here lies Juliet. O, my love ! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks^ •... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 Seiten
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | Walter Whiter - 1819 - 544 Seiten
...makes " This vault a feasting presence full of light. " O my love ! my wife! " Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, " Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: " Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet " Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 472 Seiten
...before death: O, how may I Call this a lightning? 3 —O, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: 4 Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, s... | |
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