 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.  On Some of Shakespeare's Female Characters - Sida 150efter Helena Faucit Martin (lady) - 1891Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820
...Odyssey: " — — extend their cheer "To th' utmost lightning that still ushers death." Steftejis, 4 Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beaut? A So, in Sidney's Arcadia, B. III : " Death beinp able to divide the soule, but not the beauty... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821
...? which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning 5 ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey...thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty 6 : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet s O, HOW may I Call this a lightning?] I think we... | |
 | ...dew upon my forehead, My heart, too, heaves— f Oh thou, my love, my wife, Death that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty .f Sofi you, a word or two before you go — When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823
...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...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, \nd death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823
...? which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning 9? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 385 sidor
...thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! ROMEO'S LAST SPEECH OVER JULIET IN THE TOMB. O, my love! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824
...— I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave ; [Bursts open the Monument. For here lies Juliet. — O, my love, my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey...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... | |
 | British poets - 1824
...death is amorous ; And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824
...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 of thy breath, * I do refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, te depart. f1 The allusion is to a louvre or turret... | |
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