 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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 | Adam Long, Daniel Singer - 2000 - 82 pages
...and rushes to her prone body, accidentally stepping on her crotch while doing so.} D/ROMEO: "O no! My love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath no power yet upon thy beauty. O Juliet, why art thou yet so fair? A/JULIET: I dunno, just lucky I guess... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 2000 - 180 pages
...lightening before death. O, how may I Call this a lightening? O my love! my wife! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. 94 Thou are not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | Julian Rushton - 2001 - 384 pages
...minor. (B3) An instrumental aria headed 'Invocation' ('O my love, my wife. Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty'); Largo, in C sharp minor (12/8). Romeo takes poison, (B4) Juliet's awakening; fragments separated by... | |
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