 | John Dryden - 1717 - 464 pages
...travel'd, Till all my Fires were fpent; and then caft downward To be trod out by Ctfar i Ven. \_4jule.~] On my Soul, Tis mournful, wondrous mournful! Ant. Count thy Gains. Now, jintam, wouldft thou be born for this ? Glutton of Fortune, thy devouring Youth Has ftarv'd thy wanting... | |
 | John Bell - English drama - 1780 - 382 pages
...Vent. afide.~^ On my foul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful! Ant. Count thy gains Now Antony ; wouldft thou be born for this? Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has ftarv'd thy wanting age. Vent, afide.^ How forrow makes him ! So now the tempeft tears him up by the... | |
 | John Bell - English drama - 1776 - 422 pages
...[AJide.'] On my foul 'Tis mournful, wond'rous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gaina, Now, Antony, wouldft thou be born for this ? Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has ftarv'd thy wanting age. Vent. [AJiJe.] How forrow fhakes him ! So now the tempeft tears him up by... | |
 | Susanna Centlivre - 1797 - 462 pages
...Enter ANTONY, walhing with a disturbed motion before he speahs. Ant. They tell me 'tis my by*b-day, and I'll keep it With double pomp of sadness : 'Tis...spent, and then cast downward To be trod out by Caesar P Vent. [Aside,] On my soul 'Tis mouinful, wondrous mournful I Ant Count thy gains Now Antony ; wouldst... | |
 | John Bell - English drama - 1797 - 458 pages
...he speaks. Ant. They tell me 'tis my birth- day, and I'll keep it With double pomp of sadness : "Pis what the day deserves which gave me breath. Why was...spent, and then cast downward To be trod out by Caesar I Vent. [Aside.] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful I Ant Count thy gains Now Antony ; wouldst... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 pages
...Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent, and then cast dtwreward, To be trod out by Caesar? Vent. [Aside] On my soul...this? Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has starved thy wanting age. Vent. [Aside] How sorrow shakes him ! So, now the tempest tears him up by... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 pages
...me breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent, and then cast downward,...Ant. Count thy gains Now, Antony ; wouldst thou be bom for this? Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has starved thy wanting age. Vent. [Aside] How... | |
 | English drama - 1804 - 516 pages
...breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blaлrпс as I travelled. Till all my fires were spent, and then cast downward, To be trod out by Caesar? I'ent. [Aside] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gains Now, Antony; wouldst... | |
 | English drama - 1804 - 510 pages
...me breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent, and then cast downward, To be trod out by Cesar ? Vent. [Atide] On my soul Tis mournful, wondrous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gains Now, Antony... | |
 | John Fletcher, David Garrick - 1808 - 410 pages
...not fight for Antony ; go pray, And keep your coward's holyday in temples. [Exeunt ALEX, and SERA p. Enter the GENTLEMAN of MARC ANTONY. 2 Gent. The Emperor...fortune, thy devouring youth Has starv'd thy wanting age. Pent. [Aside ^] How sorrow shakes him! So, now the tempest tears him up by the roots, . And on the... | |
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tis my birthday, and I'll keep it With double pomp of sadness. Tis what the day deserves, which gave me breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downward... 
