 ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his...  Works ... - Sivu 233tekijä(t) Leigh Hunt - 1859Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 sivua
...AGNES' Eve, — ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cnld ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and whilchis frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaveu without... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 sivua
...AGNES' Eve, — - ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 sivua
...SAINT AGNES' Eve, —ah, bitter chill it The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | James Comper Gray - 1876 - 868 sivua
...precious pearl in heaven above," — The Triumph of Timr. "Ah I bitter chill it was ; tho owl, for all hia feathers, was a-cold ; the hare limp'd trembling through...grass, and silent was the flock in woolly fold,"— KtaU. " The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmur'd longing of the wood." — Lowell. d Ilarmcr. "... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 sivua
...trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the leadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking (light for heaven without a death, Past the sweet virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1878 - 772 sivua
...even I Regain'd my freedom with a sigh. KEATS. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told 5 His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight... | |
 | Thomas Firminger Thiselton- Dyer - 1878 - 344 sivua
...alludes most pathetically to this superstition : — "St. Agnes's Eve ! Ah ! bitter chill it was 1 The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold. * / * * * They told pifehow, upon St. Agnes's Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight ; And... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1879 - 318 sivua
...seem only burning fire." JOHN KEATS, 1795-1821. THE EVE 0V ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' EvE — ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told 1 His rosary, and while hia frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1879 - 382 sivua
...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told I His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious...Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he aaith. C His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; 10 Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his... | |
 | Frances Mary Owen - 1880 - 202 sivua
...are made to feel the effect of that atmosphere in the opening lines. St. Agnes' Eve.—Ah ! bitter chill it was, . The owl, for all his feathers, was...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. human life, and has only a prayer left for others since nothing can touch or alter his own fate, to... | |
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