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+Now the hungry lion roars,
+And the wolf behowls the moon;
+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 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 of the sun,
+Following darkness like a dream,
+Now are frolic: not a mouse
+Shall disturb this hallow'd house:
+I am sent with broom before,
+To sweep the dust behind the door
+
+Puck - V ii 1 A Midsummer Night's Dream