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. Cymbeline. Romeo and Juliet - Seite 115von William Shakespeare - 1788Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 Seiten
...power yet upon thy beauty : •• • The 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. Tybalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody meet ? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that hand, that... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 Seiten
...Anonjrm. 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. Tybalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody fheet ? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that hand that... | |
| Samuel Felton - 1787 - 400 Seiten
...light'ning before death : O, how may I Call this a light'ning? 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 conquered ; beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 478 Seiten
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| William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 Seiten
...breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : 1'hou art not conquei'dj beauty's enfign yet Is ci inn'on in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.— Tybalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody meet f i), what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that hand that... | |
| David Garrick - 1798 - 318 Seiten
...triumphant grave, For here lies Juliet — Oh my love, my wife ! Death that hath suckt the honey of my breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty; Thou...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — heie, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the... | |
| David Garrick - 1798 - 318 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...cheeks, And death's pale flag is. not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — here, here WiH.I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 Seiten
...before death : O, 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 - 364 Seiten
...before death : O, 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.—... | |
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