| William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 pages
...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 Enfign yet Is Crimfon in thy Lips, and in thy Cheeks, And Death's pale Flag is not advanced... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 pages
...Breath* Hnh had no Power yet i pon 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. Tjbalt, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody Sheet? O what more Favour can I do to thee, Then with that Hand... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 pages
...Ha:h had m power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not ronquer'd ; beauty's cnfign yet - ; Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, ly'ft rhou there in thy bloody (heet? Oh, what more favour can I do to thee. Than wirh that... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 - 1771 - 382 pages
...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 enfign yet Is i'rim on m thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And Death's pale flag is not advanced there.... | |
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