 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 364 sider
...before death O, hcrtv may I Call this a lightning! — Oh 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 conquered ; -beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 sider
...death, 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.' Tybalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody meet ? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 sider
...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 • Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 sider
...Anonjrm. 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. Tybalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody fheet ? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | Samuel Felton - 1787 - 400 sider
...light'ning before death : O, how may I Call this a light'ning? 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 conquered ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.—... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 sider
...was the nightingale. . Romeo and Juliet, A. 3, S. 5. O, my love ! toy wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : ; ,i ,*'• Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 sider
...death : O, how may I s1» 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 death's pale flag is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 318 sider
...(th' ensign of his might) " Upon his new-got spoil, &c." So in Romeo and Juliet, Aft V. Sc. iii. 1 Beauty's ensign yet " Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, " And death's pale Jlag is not advanced there." That Shakspere imitated Daniel, or was imitated by him, there can, I think,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 sider
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning8 ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty 9 : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet 1; critnfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 sider
...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, And death's... | |
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O my love! my wife! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. 
