 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 páginas
...suck'd the honey of thy hreath, Hath had no power yet upou thy heanty: Thou art not conquer'd; heanty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tyhalt, liest thou there in thy hloody sheet 1 O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with... | |
 | 1829 - 48 páginas
...may 1 Call this a lightning ? — О , 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 páginas
...how may I Callthis 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 : Thou art not coDQucr'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's palé Пас... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 páginas
...how may I Call this a lightning ? d —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 ? 0, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that... | |
 | University of Cambridge - 1830 - 636 páginas
...t'nj>i'iytif i . VIII. To be translated into Greek Tragic Iambics. "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. -- Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, О you The doors of breath, seal... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 páginas
...may I Call this a lightning ?d — 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 páginas
...suck'd the honey of thy breath, I lath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not eonquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's palé Bag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet ? O. what more favour... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 526 páginas
...I Call Ibis a lightning ? — O, my love! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breauV Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's eneign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 1020 páginas
...how may | ^all this a lightning f — O my love I my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty' : Thou art not comjuer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and In thy cheeks", And death's pale flat*... | |
 | 1833 - 356 páginas
...on the bier." ACT IV. S. 1. " ROM. 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. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, О you The doors of breath, seal with... | |
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