This vault a feasting presence full of light.
Romeo and Juliet, Act v. Sc. 3.
Beauty's ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,
And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Romeo and Juliet, Act v. Sc. 3.
Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace!
Romeo and Juliet, Act v. Sc. 3.
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,