 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 476 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone t. Now the wasted brands do glow, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 trang
...So, in a Midsummer-Night's Dream : " Now the wasted brands do glow, " While the switch-owl, switching loud, " Puts the wretch that lies in woe, " In remembrance of a shrowd." >™i 90* »«i! I' « To this troop come thou not near !] Part of this poem ret sembles the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone. 3 Now the wasted brands do glow, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone. t Now the wasted brands do glow; Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching ain than a stono. Look you now. he's out of his guard alread shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite,... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 trang
...Masteiship of St. Cross, a rich sinecure* Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the Scritchowl, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 486 trang
...snores, All wilh weary task fordone ¡. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scrilch owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud« Now it is the time of night, That the gravee, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone. Now. the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl, scrit ching 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 352 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone f. Now the wasted brands do glow, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 trang
...roars, All with weary task fordone*. Now the wasted brands do glow, 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,... | |
 | Augustine Skottowe - 1824 - 708 trang
...snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, 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,... | |
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Whilst the screech-owl, screeching 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... 
