 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 - 1824
...merry ? which their keeirers call A lightning before death : O, how may I ^a!l this a lightning? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breatt), Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer' d ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1825
...shrivelled remains of the old peasant, taking her parchmentcoloured hand, pathetically exclaimed — " O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey...thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art noi conquered — beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."— " Beauty ! — no, hang... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1825 - 353 sidor
...the chamber — I stood in the presence of Death ! — I might indeed have exclaimed with Romeo, " 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 ii^ thy cheeks, And Death's... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1825
...taking her parchmentcoloured hand, pathetically exclaimed — " O, my IOTB ! my wife ! Death that bath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered — beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."— " Beauty ! — no, hang... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death: O, how may I 7 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 8 : Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | 1826 - 344 sidor
...shrivelled remains of the old peasant, taking her parchment-coloured hand, pathetically exclaimed— " 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 conquered—beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."-—• " Beauty !—no, hang... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightuing before death: O, how may I7 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 beauty8: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 345 sidor
...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 ttiy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning hefore death : O, how may I Call this a lightning?— O, my love! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy hreath, Hath had no power yet upou thy heanty: Thou art not conquer'd; heanty's ensign yet Is crimson... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Callthis a lightning ? — 0, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the...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... | |
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