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" 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... "
Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack - 12. oldal
1823
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Pencilings and Sketches of the Poets: A Record of Memory and Love

M. T. Downing - 1867 - 379 oldal
...St. Agnes' Eve—ah, bittar chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he faith, this patient, holy man; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back...

Pictures in Tyrol and elsewhere, by the author of 'A voyage en zigzag'.

Elizabeth Tuckett - 1867
...BROWNING. 1 Ah 1 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.' KEATS. SKETCHES FROM PONTRESINA. A HEAVY storm of wind and rain and snow had kept -*••*' us prisoners...

Pictures in Tyrol and Elsewhere: From a Family Sketch-book

Elizabeth Tuckett - 1867 - 313 oldal
...BROWXINQ. * Ah ! bitter chill it was ; The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare- llmpM trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold.' KEATS. SKETCHES FROM PONTRESINA. A HEAVY storm of wind and rain and snow had kept -^*- us prisoners...

A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice

M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 396 oldal
..." St. Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hair limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsmans' fingers, while he to' .'. ILLUSTRATIONS. TKEMOB. 107 His rosary, and while his frosted breath,...

Favourite English poems and poets

English poems - 1870 - 672 oldal
...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...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer...

The Sporting magazine; or Monthly calendar of the transactions of the turf ...

...was a-cold ! The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in wintry fold ; Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told...from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for Heaven." The morning was too cold to loiter, which those who had been in waiting nearly an hour could testify,...

A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice: With ...

M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 408 oldal
...trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsmans' fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, * Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayers...

A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 789 oldal
...I. ST. ACXES' EVE, — ah, bitter chill it was The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare 2 2 ؀ 2 headman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a...

THE POETICAL WORKS OF JOHN KEATS.

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL - 1871
...his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem d Talung tii^ht TorTfeaven' wllKout a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, >4his patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And...

A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1872 - 789 oldal
...i. ST. AGXES' EVE, — ah, bitter chill it was The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare ALE 6 : Sumb were the headman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious...




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