 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 sider
...before death : O, how may I Callthis a lightning ? — 0, 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 coDQucr'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's palé Пас... | |
 | 1829 - 48 sider
...hefore death : O, how may 1 Call this a lightning ? — О , 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, William Harness - 1830 - 654 sider
...before death: O, how may I Call this a lightning ? d —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... | |
 | University of Cambridge - 1830 - 636 sider
...i <n г t'nj>i'iytif i . VIII. To be translated into Greek Tragic Iambics. "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, William Harness - 1830 - 638 sider
...before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning ?d — 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 - 1831 - 528 sider
...honey of thy breauV Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's eneign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.— Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet] J, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 sider
...suck'd the honey of thy breath, I lath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not eonquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's palé Bag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet ? O. what more favour... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 1022 sider
...before death : Oh ! how may | ^all this a lightning f — O my love I my wife! Death, that hath suck'd ng Richard's friend, And, madam, you must call him Rutland now : I am in parli comjuer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and In thy cheeks", And death's pale flat*... | |
 | William Joseph Battersby - 1833 - 388 sider
...helpless And motionless, still there is on her lips a spirit of life, and' •on her cheek a glow of beauty. " Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there." '** While a plank of the vessel sticks together, I will not •leave her — let the courtier present... | |
 | 1833 - 360 sider
...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...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, О you The doors of breath, seal with... | |
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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. 
