...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 suck'd the honey...; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody...

...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Call this a lightning 9? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the...; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody...

...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 suck'd...; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, \nd death's pale flag is not advanced there.— Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody...

...death is amorous ; And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? O, my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the...: beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Had I but dy'd an hour before this chance,...

...book ! — I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave ; [Bursts open the Monument. For here lies Juliet. — O, my love, my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the...; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — O, Juliet, why art thou yet so fair...

...thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! ROMEO'S LAST SPEECH OVER JULIET IN THE TOMB. O, my love! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey...conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.— Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody-sheet?...

...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 suck'd the honey of thy breath, * I do refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, te depart. f1 The allusion is to a louvre or turret...

...merry ? which their keeirers call A lightning before death : O, how may I ^a!l this a lightning? — O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breatt), Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer' d ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson...

...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...

...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...