 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.  Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet - Página 129por William Shakespeare - 1881 - 222 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 páginas
...Point of Death, Hive they been Merry ? Which their Keepers call A Lightning before Death ? O how may I Call this a Lightning ? O my Love, my Wife, Death that hath fuckt the Honey of thy Breath, Hath had no Power yet upon thy Beauty: Thou art not Conquer'd, Beauties... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 páginas
...I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave. For here lyes Juhet Oh, my love, my wife f Death that hath fuckt 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 - 1752 - 268 páginas
...IV. RomeoV loft Speech over Juliet, in the Vaulj. (10) O, my love, my wife! Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty i . . Thou art not conquer'di beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 páginas
...bury thee in a triumphant grave, For here lies Juliet- --Oh my love, my wife, Death that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : '[houartnot conqu'r'd, beauty's enfign yet Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, Rom. In faith,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 páginas
...before Death. s O, how may I Call this a Lightning ! — Oh my love, my wife ! Death, that hath fuckt 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 - 1765 - 540 páginas
...Call this a Lightning !—Oh my love, my wife! , Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath^.-1 , Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty, -, Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet '•' Iscnmfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, ,'„' And death's pale flag is not advanced... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 páginas
...been merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death. O, how may 1 Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Call this a lightning ! Oh my love, my wife !' Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's enfign yet h crimfon... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 páginas
...Monument. How oft, when Men are at the point ol Death, Have they been merry? which their Keepers call Call this a Lightning ! —O my love, my wife! Death, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 382 páginas
...point of death, Have they been merry? which their keepers call A lightning before death. U, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 364 páginas
...before death O, hcrtv may I Call this a lightning! — Oh 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... | |
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