 | William Shakespeare - 1790
...Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty 9 : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet 1; critnfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there1. — Tybalt, Again, in Wijiviard for Smrln, 1620: "—the king ftnt for the Bounded man into... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 823 Seiten
...that hath suckt the honey of my breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty; Thou art not conqner'd, beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in...advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — here, here WiH.I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars . From this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798
...breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : fhou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet . Is crimfbn in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. fybalt, ly'il thou there in thy bloody meet ? 3, what more favour can 1 do to thee, (Than with that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800
...how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800
...how may I Call this a lightning ? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath fuck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803
...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...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? * The allusion is to a louvre or turret full of windows... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804
...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...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805
...how may I Call this a lightning?9 — O, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805
...may I Call this a lightning ?9 — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
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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. 
