 | Robert Chambers - English literature - 1849 - 708 pages
...fires were spent, and then cast downward To be trod out by Cffisar 1 Vent. [Atidc] On my soul 'Tie shear the fleece : FRÜH 155« DKAXITISTS. RHAKSPEARü....weeks, months, and years, Paes'd over, to the end they lias starv'd thy wanting age. Vent. [Aside.'] How sorrow shakes him \ So now the tempest tears him... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - English poetry - 1850 - 596 pages
...me breath. Why was I raised the metcor of the world, Hang in the skies, aud blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent ; and then cast downward...[Aside.] On my soul, Tis mournful, wondrous mournful 1 Ant. Count thy gains Now, Antony ; would'st thon be born for this I Glutton of fortune, thy devouring... | |
 | John Dryden - English poetry - 1852 - 378 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...devouring youth Has starv'd thy wanting age. Vent. How sorrow shakes him ! [Aside. So, now the tempest tears him up by th' roots, And on the ground extends... | |
 | Yankee humour - 1853 - 154 pages
...one of old, Why was I raised the master 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 jackasses ! Yes, my friends, why was he so raised by the almighty dollar half-way to heaven, to pitch... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1853 - 716 pages
...Why was I rais'd the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travell'd, Till all mv fires were spent, and then cast downward To be trod out by Ciesar ! Vent. [Aside] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful 1 Ant. Count thy gains, Now, Antony... | |
 | English drama - 1854 - 834 pages
...blazing as I travell'd, Till all my fire« were spent, and then cast downward To be truie out by Caesar 1 Vent. [Aside.] On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous...mournful! Ant. Count thy gains. Now, Antony, wouldst thou lie born for this! Glutton of lortune, thy devouring youth Has starved thy wanting age. Vent. [Aside.]... | |
 | English drama - 1859 - 824 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | English drama - 1859 - 838 pages
...downward To be trode out by Cœsar 1 Vent. [Aside.] On my soul 'TU mournful, wondrous mournful ! Лги. Count thy gains. Now, Antony, wouldst thou be born...this ! Glutton of fortune, thy devouring youth Has starved thy wanting age. Vent. I )../'.'>' | How sorrow shakes him ! So now the tempest tears him up... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1859 - 512 pages
...2. Antony. 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 Ccesar ?—Itryden, All far Locf, Act I. The description of Paradise in the fourth book of Paradise... | |
 | Benjamin Wrigglesworth Beatson - 1861 - 140 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 trod out by Caesar ? VENT. On my soul 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful! ANT. Count thy gains. VENT. How sorrow shakes him ! Now,... | |
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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,... 
