...he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle. 15 — i. 4. 175 O, my love ! my wife ! Death that hath suek'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon...conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. — Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe...

...merry ? which their keepers call A lightning before death : O, how may I Call this a lighlning? — 0, my love! my wife ! Death that hath suck'd the honey...Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conauur'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale fluç is...

...Romeo, on his descent into the monument where lies the ' living corse ' of the ' fair Juliet.' — — ' O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the...thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.' — act v. sc. iii. Not content with using the word both in a literal and in a metaphorical sense,...

...thee in a triumphant grave, [ Wrests open the monument. For here lies Juliet — (L. of 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. O, Juliet, why art thou yet so fair ?—...

...in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle. 15 — i. 4. 175 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. — Why art thou yet so fair ? shall 1...

...before death ; O, how may I i Call this a lightning ? — O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is...

...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...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...

...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...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...

...merry8, 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...beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet 1 597) which in the next line reads, " I do defy thy conjuration!; " which some editors have preferred,...

...exquisite effect this phenomenon. In Romeo's lamentation over the fate of Juliet he exclaims — " О my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power at all upon thy beauty ; Thou art not conquered ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in...