Reading A Midsommer Nights Dreame [A Midsummer Night's Dream]

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Now the hungry Lyons rores,

And the Wolfe beholds the Moone:

Whilest the heauy ploughman snores,

All with weary taske fore‑done.

Now the wasted brands doe glow,

Whil'st the scritch‑owle, scritching loud,

Puts the wretch that lies in woe,

In remembrance of a shrowd.

Now it is the time of night,

That the graues, all gaping wide,

Euery one lets forth his spright,

In the Church‑way paths to glide,

And we Fairies, that do runne,

By the triple Hecates teame,

From the presence of the Sunne,

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