 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, switching loud. Puts the wretch that lies in wo, 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 - 1825 - 1010 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching lond, Put* the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. is cell. Ste. Monster, sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 438 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 - 1826 - 996 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. io sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - 344 страници
...While the screech-owl, sounding luutl, 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 out its sprite, In the church.way paths to glide. Midsummer Nlffhfi Dream. I JKFOUE the gate of the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - 348 страници
...the screech-owl, sounding loud, Puts the wretch that lies in wot, ID re/nerubranee of • shroud. . Now it is the time of night That, the graves all gaping wide, Every one lets out its sprite, In the church-way paths to glide. Midtummer NigltCs Dream. BKFOUK the gate of the palace... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 482 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 let's forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 512 страници
...night, sir, I'll catch thee in the toils-^l'Il lead thee such a dance — SONG.— MRS. PAGE. When it is the time of night, That the graves all gaping wide, Every one let's forth his sprite, In the church- way paths to glide — And the fairies that do run, By the triple... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 844 страници
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritchtng loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. you ? Y sprite, In the church-way pains to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1828 - 384 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... | |
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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. 
