 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 trang
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 trang
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 trang
...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 trang
...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 trang
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 trang
...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 trang
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 364 trang
...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 not advanced there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 trang
...before' death.— — O, how may I Call this a lightning \ Oh, my love, my wife-! Beath, that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath", Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : •• • The Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's enfign yet • Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy... | |
 | Samuel Felton - 1787 - 400 trang
...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 not advanced there.—... | |
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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. 
