 | Horace Smith - 1825 - 360 sider
...the chamber — I stood in the presence of Death ! — I might indeed have exclaimed with Romeo, " Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath...conquer'd ; Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and ii^ thy cheeks, And Death's pale flag is not advanced there :" but so far from trusting my eyes with... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1825 - 332 sider
...shrivelled remains of the old peasant, taking her parchmentcoloured hand, pathetically exclaimed — " O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the...breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art noi conquered — beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."— " Beauty ! — no, hang me, if it... | |
 | Horace Smith - 1825 - 436 sider
...hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Ha:h had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there :" but so far from trusting my eyes with a second look, I covered my face with my hands and withdrew... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1825 - 326 sider
...taking her parchmentcoloured hand, pathetically exclaimed — " O, my IOTB ! my wife ! Death that bath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered — beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."— " Beauty ! — no, hang me, if it is... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1825 - 526 sider
...taking her parchmentcoloured hand, pathetically exclaimed — " O, my love ! my wife ! Death that Lath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art noc conquered — beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."— " Beauty! — no, hang me, if it... | |
 | 1826 - 360 sider
...shrivelled remains of the old peasant, taking her parchment-coloured hand, pathetically exclaimed— " O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the...Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered—beauty's ensign yet Is crimson on thy lips."-—• " Beauty !—no, hang me, if it is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 642 sider
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death: O, how may I7 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 beauty8: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 sider
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightuing before death: O, how may I7 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 beauty8: Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 sider
...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death: O, how may I 7 Call this a lightning?—O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey...thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty 8 : Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 sider
...thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! ROMEO'S LAST SPEECH OVER JULIET IN THE TOME. O, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey...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. 
