 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
 | Joseph Allen Bryant - Literary Criticism - 1986 - 300 pages
...most important of all, the impromptu exclamation of Romeo at the tomb of a presumably dead Juliet: O my love, my wife, Death, that hath suck'd the honey...are 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. [V.iii.91-96) Claudio's... | |
 | Wolfgang Clemen - English drama - 1987 - 232 pages
...been merry! Which their keepers call A lightning before death. O how may I 90 Call this a lightning? O my love, my wife, Death that hath suck'd the honey...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, 95 And Death's pale... | |
 | Willard Simms - Drama - 1989 - 68 pages
...this and is both impressed and frightened.) HENRY. Oh, my love! M-My wife!! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not cc-conquered. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale... | |
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