 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, switching loud. Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. . Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 386 страници
...roars, And the wolf behowls the moon, Whilft the heavy ploughman fnores, All with weary tafk foredone. Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcritch-owl,...remembrance of a fhroud. Now it is the time of night, .. I That the graves, all gaping wide, • Every one lets forth his fpright, In the church-way paths... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: heavy gait — ] ie slow passage, progress. And we fairies,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do ran By the triple Hecat's team, From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 328 страници
...brands do glow, Whilst the scriieh - owl, scratching lond, Pnts the wretch, that lies in woe, ', ' s ' ' Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every ont lets forth his sprite, In the chnrch -way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do rnn By the triple... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 414 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team, From... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 страници
...the scritch-owl,. scotching loud. Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In reiiieinbiance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves all gaping wide, Every one lets forth Ins sprite, In the church-way paths to glide And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team,... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1808 - 508 страници
...deaths of Sovereigns, or the Revolutions of Empires. See PHILoSoPHICAL TRANSACTIoNS, vol. Ixxiv. " Now it is the time of night " That the graves, all gaping wide, " Every one lets forth his sprite, " In the church-way paths to glide. SHAKESPEARE. Midsummer Night^* Dream, Act 5. Sc. 3. * The... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, switching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his spright, In the churchway paths to glide ; And we Fairies, that do run By the triple Herat's team,... | |
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Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide. 
