 | John Dryden - English literature - 1808 - 436 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....[Aside.'] On my soul, Tis mournful, wondrous mournful I Ant. Count thy gains. Now, Antony, wouldst thou be born for this ! Glutton of fortune, thy devouring... | |
 | English drama - 1811 - 718 pages
...meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as ( travelled, ТШ all my fires were spent, ana starved thy wanting age. Vent. [Aside] How sorrow shakes him ! So, now the tempest tears him up by... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 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 Caesar ? Геп1. [Aside] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wond'rous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gains Now, Antony... | |
 | John Philip Kemble - Promptbooks - 1813 - 182 pages
...? Ven. On my foul, *Tis mournful; wond'rous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gains. Now, Antony, would'ft thou be born for this ? Glutton of fortune ! thy devouring youth Has ftarv'd thy wanting age. Pen. (Aude.} How forrow fliakes him ! So, now the tempeft tears him up by... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pages
...travell'd, Till all my fires were spent, and then cast downwards To be trod out by Cxsar ? Vent. [Aiide.~] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful ! Ant....for this ? Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Hast starv'd thy wanting age. Vent. [Aride.~] How sorrow shakes him ! So now the tempest tears him... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1816 - 428 pages
...2. Anthony. 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? The description of Paradise in the fourth hook of Paradise Lost, is a fine illustration of the impression... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1821 - 430 pages
...Till all my fires were spent; and then cast down ward, To be trode out by Caesar ? Vent. [A$ide."] On my soul, 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful ! Ant....this ! Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has starved thy wanting age. Vent. How sorrow shakes him ! [Aside. So, now the tempest tears him up by... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1821 - 430 pages
...me breath. Why was I raised 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 trode out by Caesar ? Vent. [Aside.\ On my soul, 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful ! Ant. Count thy... | |
 | Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1823 - 872 pages
...Antony. 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 Csesar ? DRYDEN, All for Love, act ¡. The description of Paradise in the fourth book of Paradise Lost,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1824 - 556 pages
...ANTONY. Ant. Why was I raised 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 Ven. On my soui, 'Tis mournful ; wond'rous mournful ! Ant. Count thy gains. Now, Antony, wouid'st... | |
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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,... 
