 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 288 oldal
...rich and loving pages it will live forever. ST. AGNES' EVE — Ah ! bitter chill it was; The owl, with all his feathers, was a-cold : The hare limped 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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 oldal
...some portions of Keats's poem of " The Eve of St. Agnes":— St. Agues' Eve? Ah, bitter chill it was I The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold. ****** They told her how upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 70 oldal
...for thce 30 EN.OKAYED BY HORACE HARKAL, THOMAS BOI.TOX, AND JAMES COO1'Eii. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. i. 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... | |
 | Emma Jane WORBOISE - 1858 - 454 oldal
...WILTON," ETC. BATH: BINNS AND GOODWIN; AND BOLD BY ALL BOOKSELLEBS. cr/. KINGSDOWN LODGE. CHAPTEB I. " Ah ! bitter chill it was ! The owl for all his feathers was arcold : The hare limped trembling through the- frozen grass, And silent was the Hod, in woody fold-!"... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1859 - 380 oldal
...beautiful and minute are the delineations of Keats, in the opening lines of " The Eve of St. Agnes!" " St. Agnes' Eve — Ah ! bitter chill it was ; The...hare limped 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 oldal
...wlide rioem arises from an excess of emotion. THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES.1 St Agnes' Eve— Ah ! bilter 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... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 882 oldal
...for further acquaintance with hit beauties : — The Eve of Si. Agxei. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, titter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grwi, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . The; told her how,... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 oldal
...existence. The opening stanza at once reveals imagination in her lingering, loving, particularizing mood. " 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... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 458 oldal
...have n't had time to invent it ; but we 've got rid of Mackworth, and can now discourse reasonable." Cuthbert sent a boy up to the hall for some towels,...grass ; And drowsy was the flock in woolly fold.' " His beautiful face was turned towards the dying sun, and in that face there was a look of such kindly,... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 358 oldal
...are looking at more deeply than I do. You feel nature as in 'Silent O'Moyle;' we feel it as in Keats' 'St. Agnes' Eve.'" He was sitting up on the sand,...trembling, through the frozen grass; And drowsy was the nock in woolly fold.'" What was the poor lad thinking of? God knows. There are times when one can't... | |
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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 the flock in woolly fold... 
