 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 - 383. oldalszerző: William Shakespeare - 1883Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 oldal
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 436 oldal
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 oldal
...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 oldal
...been merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death. O, how may 1 Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Call this a lightning ! Oh my love, my wife !' Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's enfign yet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 oldal
...before'death.—— O, how may I Call this a lightning \ Oh, my love, my wife-! Beath, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath", Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : •• • The Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's enfign yet Js crimfon in thy Hps, and in thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 oldal
...before death : O, how may I ai» 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 oldal
...before death : O, how may t 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 9 : Thoa art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crirofon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 oldal
...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 : 1'hou art not conquei'dj beauty's enfign yet Is ci inn'on in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 860 oldal
...face." " Do yet retain fome notes of former grace, Complaint of Rofamond. " Death that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, " Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty." Romeo and Juliet, " Ah now methinks I fee death dallying feeks " To tn ter ¡aine it/elf ei»... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 686 oldal
...Odyfley : " — fmce after this he had not long to live, '• extend their cheer Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : 5 Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,... | |
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