 | Walter Scott - 1846 - 710 str.
...reached the Lodge of Woodstock. Now the wasted brands do glow, While the screech-owl, sounding loud, Pub the wretch that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud....night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets out its xprite, In the church-way paths to glide. MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM. rEFORE the gate of the palace... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 376 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...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's " team, From the presence... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 str.
...snores, All with weary task fordone.4 Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching speare church-way path» to glide : MIDSUMMER-NIGHTS DREAM. Anil we fair!«, that do run Ну the triple II«-»!1»... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 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...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the churchway paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence... | |
 | John Mills - 1844 - 848 str.
...lightness of one to be heard occasionally in the rear. " Here comes your wisitor." CHAPTER IV. •• Now it is the time of night. That the graves, all...forth his sprite, In the church- way paths to glide." GAY things flutter in the sunshine. The humming bee and the herald of summer, the painted-winged and... | |
 | John Mills - 1844 - 272 str.
...the lightness of one to be heard occasionally in the rear. " Here comes your wisitor." CHAPTER IV. " 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." GAY things flutter in the sunshine. The humming bee and the herald of,... | |
 | George Ellis - 1845 - 410 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...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the churchway paths to glide ; And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team, From the presence... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 str.
...wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl scritching loud, * Sad.—Grave, serious (not melancholy). Puts the wretch that lies in woe, In remembrance of...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 str.
...brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl scritching loud, * Sad. — Grave, serious (not melancholy). Puts the wretch that lies in woe, In remembrance of...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 str.
...the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl scritching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in wo, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of...gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the churchway paths to glide : And we fairies that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence... | |
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Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, 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... 
