 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 Seiten
...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 - 1807 - 374 Seiten
...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, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 Seiten
...thy breath, lath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer' d ; beauty's ensign yet s erman ... [and 11 others] Tybalt, ly'st thou there in thy bloody sheet? ), what more favour can 1 do to thee, ['haji with that... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 Seiten
...lies Juliet. [Breaks open the Tomb.} Oh, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou...crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flat; is not advanced there. Oit, Juliet, why art thou so fair ? — Here, here Wilt I set up my everlasting... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 Seiten
...hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, JIath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not cunquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in...death's pale flag is not advanced there. Oh, Juliet, \vhy art thou so fair ? — Here, here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 482 Seiten
...my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty :4 Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, S by a dead man interr'd.] Romeo being now determined to put an end to his life, considtrs himself... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 Seiten
...may I Call this a lightning f9 — 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 - 1812 - 420 Seiten
...how may I Call this a lightning ?— O, my love ! my wife i 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 Seiten
...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 f O, what more fa\our can I do to thee, Than with... | |
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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. 
