 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 str.
...snores, All with weary task foredone. Now the wasted brands do glow ; Whilst the scritch-owl, scutching 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 spite,... | |
 | George Mason - 1803 - 310 str.
...art, SEA " Го SCREECH, v. я " t. Те cry as a uight-owl." Whiïft the ícrecch-owl fcretcííng loud Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a fhroud. Stai. Mid. N. Dream. SCRI'BBET. n. A painter's pencil. Sal!cw-coal it the fooncft confumeil,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 386 str.
...Whilft the heavy ploughman fnores, All with weary tafk foredone. Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcritch-owl, fcritching loud, . Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a fhroud. Now it is the time of night, .. I That the graves, all gaping wide, • Every one lets forth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 str.
...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 - 1805 - 518 str.
...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 - 1805 - 392 str.
..." And the wolf behawla the moon." Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. So, in Marston's Antonio and Mellida, where the whole passage seems to be copied from this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 414 str.
...All with weary task fordone 7°. 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 - 1807 - 472 str.
...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,... | |
 | 1809 - 562 str.
...snores, All with weary task foredone. 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 And we fairies that do run By the triple Hecat's team From the... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 str.
...snores, All with weary task foredone. Now the wasted brands do glow ; 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,... | |
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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... 
