 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.  Calendar - Page 519by University of Calcutta - 1908Full view - About this book
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...ironically recognizes life without knowing what he says: O my Love, my Wife, Death, that hath suckt the Honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beautie: Thou are not conquer'd: beauties ensign yet Is Crimson in thy lips and in thy cheekes, And... | |
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...on her lips there is the spirit of life and on her cheeks a glow of beauty. 'Thou art not conquered, Beauty's ensign, yet Is crimson on thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale Hag is not advanced there.' While a plank of the vessel sticks together I will not leave her. Let the... | |
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