 | Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - Страниц: 688
...am a man whom fortune hath cruelly fcratch'd AU'i ff^eli. Scrittb^ncl. The fcritch owl, Icritching loud, puts .the wretch that lies in woe, in remembrance of a Ihroud - Mùlf. Nigbt't Dream. — The time when fcreech-owls cry, and ban-dogs howl , zHenryvi.i —... | |
 | 1792 - Страниц: 532
...fnores, All witli weary talk fordone f. Now the waited brands do glow, While the fcritch-owl, fcritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a Ihroud. Now it is the time of night, That the grave*, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his fpright,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - Страниц: 582
...no queftion but the poet wrote : Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcritch-owl, fcritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a fhroud. For fo the wolf is exaftly characterized, it being his peculiar property to bvuil at tht moan.... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1795 - Страниц: 472
...return, and fhe retired, to forget in . fleep the difaftrous, ftory fhe had heard. CHAP. CHA P. IV. *' Now it is the time of night, That, the graves all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his fprite, In the church- way path to glide." SHAKESPEARE. o, *N the next night, about the fame hour as... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - Страниц: 418
...fcreech'owl, itrceching lofrd, " Puts the wretdiy that lies in woe, " In remembrance of a fhrttud. " Now it is the time of night, '•' That the graves, all gaping wide, • . •' Every " Every one lets forth his fpright, " In the church-way paths to glide; " And we Fairies, that do run... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - Страниц: 476
...fnoref, All with weary tafk fore-done. Now the wafted brands do glow, VVhilft the fcreech-ow], fcreeehing loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a (hroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his fpright,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - Страниц: 422
...fnort% All with weary talk foredone. Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcreech-owl, fcreeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a fhroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his fpright,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - Страниц: 596
...fnores, All with weary talk fordone.* .Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcritch-owl, fcritching loud¿ Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a (hroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one leu forth his fprite,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - Страниц: 594
...mores, All with weary tafk fordone. 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, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his fprite,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - Страниц: 408
...fnores, All with weary tafk fordone. Now the wafted brands do glow, Whilft the fcritch-owl, fcrhching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a fhroud. Now it is the time of night, Every one lets forth his fpright, In the church-way paths to glide... | |
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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 wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths... 
