 | 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 - 1709 - 598 pàgines
...Breath* Hnh had no Power yet i pon 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. Tjbalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody Sheet? O what more Favour can I do to thee, Then with that Hand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 pàgines
...Ha:h had m power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not ronquer'd ; beauty's cnfign yet - ; Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, ly'ft rhou there in thy bloody (heet? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee. Than wirh that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 440 pàgines
...Lightning before Death. 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 - 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 - 1747 - 478 pàgines
...Death.— — O, how may I Call this a Lightning ! — O my love, my wife I 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 - 1747 - 324 pàgines
...grave. For here. lyes Juliet — Oh my love, my wife ! Death that hath fuckt the honey of thy bieath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : ^ Thou art not conquer'd, beauty's eniign yet Is crimfon in thy lipg, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale fl.¡g is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 pàgines
...IV. RomeoV loft Speech over Juliet, in the Vaulj. (10) O, my love, my wife! Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty i . . Thou art not conquer'di beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 pàgines
...bury thee in a triumphant grave, For here lies Juliet- --Oh my love, my wife, Death that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : '[houartnot conqu'r'd, beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, Rom. In faith,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 542 pàgines
...before Death. JO, 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 crimion in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
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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. 
