 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 death's pale flag is not advanced there.  Characters of Shakespeare's Plays - Pàgina 101per William Hazlitt - 1845 - 229 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 pàgines
...Lightning before Death ? O how may I Call this a Lightning ? O my Love, my Wife, Death that hath fuckt the Honey of thy Breath, Hath had no Power yet upon thy Beauty: Thou art not Conquer'd, Beauties Enfign yet Is Crimfon in thy Lips, and in thy Cheeks, And Death's pale Flag is not advanced... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pàgines
...I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave. For here lyes Juhet Oh, my love, my wife f Death that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath,. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd, beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 pàgines
...before Death. s O, how may I Call this a Lightning ! — Oh my love, my wife ! Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty, Thou art not conquer'd •, beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 382 pàgines
...lightning before death. U, how may I Call this a lightning! O my love, my wife! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is i'rim on m thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And Death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 pàgines
...which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I s1» Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey...— . Tybalt, ly'st thou there in thy bloody sheet f O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain, To sunder... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 pàgines
...triumphant grave, For here lies Juliet — Oh my love, my wife ! Death that hath suckt the honey of my breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty; Thou...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — heie, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 pàgines
...that hath suckt the honey of my breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty; Thou art not conqner'd, beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in...cheeks, And death's pale flag is. not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — here, here WiH.I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 364 pàgines
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 pàgines
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...merry > which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey...death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? * The allusion is to a louvre or turret full of windows by means... | |
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