 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pages
...Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud. Puts tho wretch that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. And with advantage means to pay thy love : And, my good friend, thy voluntary oath Liv sprite, ! In the church-way paths to glide : Ami we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecat's team,... | |
 | Aristomenes (fict. name.) - 1838 - 296 pages
...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." MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM. THE confidence of the Messenians... | |
 | Jan Bakker, J. A. Verleun, J. v. d Vriesenaerde - 1987 - 248 pages
...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. (V, i, 361-8) familiar ritual of domestic cleansing, as at... | |
 | Jan Kott - 1987 - 180 pages
...night-rule, return to the stage. Now the hungry lion roars And the wolf behowls the moon . . . Now is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite In the church-way paths to glide. (5.1.357-58, 365-68) The somber line of Puck would be more... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 pages
...Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. y bodies we conceive; 3 Pleasures are not, if they last; In their passing is their best sprite. In the church-way paths to glide: (V, i) CH; ChTr; CTC; E1L; LiTB; MoShBr; OBSC; OxBoLi; TrGrPo;... | |
 | Herbert R. Coursen - 1993 - 212 pages
...Nod into a sea of dew. As Roger Warren says, The waking was not odd as I watched it. As Puck said, "Now it is the time of night / That the graves, all gaping wide, / Every one lets forth his sprite / In the churchway paths to glide" (V. 1.374-77), the others rose from their dim-semicircle... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 692 pages
...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, n° Every one lets forth his sprite In the churchway paths to glide. And we fairies, that do run By... | |
 | 1995 - 108 pages
...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. And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Lindsay Price - 1996 - 44 pages
...hold we this solemnity In nightly revels and new jollity. They all exit. PUCK enters with a broom. Now it is the time of night That the graves, all 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... | |
 | Pauline Kiernan - 1998 - 236 pages
...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. (Vi. 361-8) There is no question, then, of putting the Dream... | |
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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. 
