 | 614 oldal
...while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incence from a cencer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer be saith." 21st. Saint Agnes, Virgin and Martyr. Sun rises at vii. 45. sets iv. 15. — The... | |
 | 1823 - 400 oldal
...told >, > • . His rosary, and while his 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 he saith. The precautions to be observed .by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 oldal
...while he told His rosary, and while his 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 he saith. The precautions to be observed by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just... | |
 | 1840 - 528 oldal
...Glory were they proud? A CATHEDRAL. St. Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through...death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 oldal
...story born THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through...death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 oldal
...beadsman's fingers while he toIJ His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense^ from a center old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while bis prayer he saith. What a complete feeling of winter-time i* here, together with an intimation of... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 oldal
...emotion. THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES.1 St. Agnes' Eve — Ah ! bitter chill it was : The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ;% The hare limp'd trembling...a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith 3 His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...moral couTHE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. Ai vi s' EVE — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp*d trembling through...death, Past the sweet virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 oldal
...SAINT AGNES.' St. Agnes' Eve—Ah ! bitter chill it was: The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass,...a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he sciilh. 3 His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...SAINT AGNES. 1 St. Agnes' Eve—Ah ! bitter chill it was: The'owl,for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass,...a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. 3 n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth... | |
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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 frosted... 
