 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
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 pages
...merry ? which their keepers call à lightning before death : O, how may I Ml this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the...thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : rhou art not conqucr'd ; beauty s ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, Ind death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 472 pages
...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 - 538 pages
...merry ? 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...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... | |
 | English literature - 1842 - 590 pages
...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 - 414 pages
...been 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...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 pale... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Theater - 1823 - 490 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pages
...merry ? 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...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1824 - 486 pages
...book ! — 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...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... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - Fore-edge painting - 1824 - 428 pages
...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...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... | |
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