 | Margaret T. Downing - 1867 - 394 halaman
...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Tuckett - 1867 - 490 halaman
...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Tuckett - 1867 - 482 halaman
...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... | |
 | 1928 - 480 halaman
...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...while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censor old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 halaman
..." 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,... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 halaman
...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... | |
 | 618 halaman
...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,... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 halaman
...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 halaman
...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... | |
 | John Keats, James Russell Lowell, Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (baron).) - 1871 - 342 halaman
...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... | |
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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... 
