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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,... "
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... - Page 11
by Mrs. Inchbald - 1808
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The Dramatick Works of John Dryden, Esq: In Six Volumes, Volume 4

John Dryden - 1717
...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...
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Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays...

John Bell - English drama - 1780
...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...
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Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays...

John Bell - English drama - 1776
...[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...
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The Busy Body: A Comedy

Susanna Centlivre - 1797 - 112 pages
...breath. , Why was I rais'd the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travell'd, ' Till all my fires were 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...
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Bell's British Theatre, Volume 16

English drama - 1797
...me breath. Why was I rais'd the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travell'd, Till all my fires were 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...
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the british drama

william miller - 1804
...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...
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The British drama

British drama - 1804
...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...
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The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 v

English drama - 1804
...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...
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The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies

English drama - 1804
...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...
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Rule a Wife and Have a Wife: A Comedy in Five Acts

John Fletcher - 1808 - 78 pages
...me breath. Why was I rais'd the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travell'd, Till all my fires were spent, and then cast downward,...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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