 | 614 pagina’s
...feathers was a cold, The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass , Numb were the bead's-man's fingers 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... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 pagina’s
...Some of husbands, some of lovers, Which an empty dream discovers. The 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 the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the... | |
 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 pagina’s
...for further acquaintance with his beauties : — TTke Ere of 81. Agna. St. Agnes' Eve t Ah, bitter strong letter against him, which letter his grace...sent to sir John, assuring him at the same time that grits, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 882 pagina’s
...desire for further acquaintance with his beauties : — The Eve of SI. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, t'.'.ter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might... | |
 | 1830 - 472 pagina’s
...of his sweet and original poems. The following are a few stanzas from it. St. Agnes' Eve? Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;...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 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | William Hone - 1835 - 876 pagina’s
...further acquaintance with his beauties : — 135 The Eve of St. Agnci. St. Agnes' Eve Î Ah, l/.ter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare lirap'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pagina’s
...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, was...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 - 1837 - 954 pagina’s
...desire for further acquaintance with bii beauties: — The Eve of St. Agnet. St. Agnes' Evel Ah, titter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare Imip'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her... | |
 | 742 pagina’s
...perfection in intellectual labour. — Philadelphia Evening Bulletin. THE GARDEN.— JANUARY. " Ah bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare liuip'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold." KEATS. We cannot... | |
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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 : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while... 
