Hungry Lion (Brian Robinson)
- Editor: Brian Robinson (submitted 2020-06-18). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 242 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
First published: 2020
Description: Lyrics from: A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act 5
Original text and translations
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 churchway 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 hallowed house.