 | Augustine Skottowe - 1824
...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, William Dodd - 1824 - 385 str.
...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. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. ACT I. PEACE INSPIRES LOVE. BUT now... | |
 | Augustine Skottowe - 1824
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritthing 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 - 1825 - 896 str.
...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,... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825
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 | William Shakespeare - 1825
...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 - 1826
...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 - 960 str.
...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,... | |
 | 1826
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 | Sir Walter Scott - 1826 - 370 str.
...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... | |
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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. 
