 my Wife, Death that hath suckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy Beautie : Thou art not conquer'd : Beauties ensigne yet Is Crymson in thy lips, and in thy cheekes, And Deaths pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, ly'st thou there...  Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - Strana 383autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1883Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 str.
...Which thou dost glare with. N. iii. 4. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 str.
...before death : O, how may I 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 beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 str.
...before death ; O, how may I' Call this a lightning ?—O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | Guizot (M., François) - 1852 - 376 str.
...tomb, and he also expatiates upon her beauty: * * * " O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suok'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 on thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 str.
...Which thou dost glare with. N. iii. 4. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 str.
...tomb, lay me with Juliet. [-Die*. HOMEO'S LAST SPEECH OVER JULIET IN THE TOMB 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 446 str.
...before death : 0 ! how may I Call this a lightning ?—0, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: l Heap : in quarto, 1597. * By shedding of thy blood : in quarto, 1597. 3 This and the next... | |
 | François Guizot - 1855 - 368 str.
...tomb, and he also expatiates upon her beauty: * * * “0, 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 on thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | 1856 - 570 str.
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle-walls, and farewell King ! Death, that hath suckt 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 734 str.
...lightning before death: O, how may I 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 beauty: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And... | |
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