 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...  An Introduction to Poetry - 220 psl.autoriai: Jay Broadus Hubbell, John Owen Beaty - 1922 - 524 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1823 - 400 psl.
...Eve of St. Agnes' Ali ! bitter chill it The owl, for all his feathers, was a-eohl ; The bare 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... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 psl.
...Eve of St. Agnes. Ah! hitter chill it was! The Owl, for all his feathers, was acold; 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... | |
 | 1830 - 472 psl.
...made it the subject of one of his sweet and original poems. The following are a few stanzas from it. St. Agnes' Eve? Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl,...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold. * •***'* They told her how upon St. Agnes' Eve Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 878 psl.
...acquaintance with hit beauties :— The Eve of St. Agnei. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, bitter chill it van ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight. And soft adorings... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 psl.
...their flowers. — But we are forgetting the gloominess of winter — the nights we have braved : " Ah ! bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers,...frozen grass ; And silent was the flock in woolly fold. * * . * * * Hark ! 'tis an elfin storm from fairy-land." In the " Mirror of the Months" are the following... | |
 | William Hone - 1839 - 874 psl.
...beauties :— 137 THE EVERY-DAY BOOK.— JANUARY 20. i36 The Eve of St. Agnei. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, bluer chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings... | |
 | 1840 - 528 psl.
...years? Why were they proud? again we ask aloud, Why in the name of Glory were they proud? A CATHEDRAL. St. Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl,...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 psl.
...WM ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; Theharo limp'd trembling through the frozen gmss, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Scem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the swect Virgin's picture, while his pmyer... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 psl.
...troml>ling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly Ibid : Numb were the Bondsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted...pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight ibr heaven, without a death, Past the «weet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. II. His prayer... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 psl.
...did mourn In pity of her love, so overcast. And a sad ditty of this story born THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl,...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back... | |
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