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...Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. man. BASSANIO. Have you heard any imputation to the contrary? livery one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By...

...paranormal activity, and the link between church and water form part of a Christian sacred geography. "Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide Everyone lets forth his sprite In the church-way paths to glide." -Wm. Shakespeare (Midsummer's Night...