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" 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 frosted... "
The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th] - Pagina 548
1848
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Graham's Magazine, Volume 20

1842
...it was ! The owl, for all his featherę, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through ihe frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman'* fingere, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from...
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Imagination and Fancy, Or, Selections from the English Poets: Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 345 pagina’s
...it was : The awl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...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 he...
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Imagination and fancy; or Selections from the English poets, with critical ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...chill it was; The owl, for all his feathers, was a-coldt* The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold; Numb...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 he...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 pagina’s
...chill it was: The'owl,for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...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 he...
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Selections from the English Poets. Pt. L. Imagination and Fancy

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...it was : The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death Past the sweet Virgin's picture, whi^e his prayer he...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 pagina’s
...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...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...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 pagina’s
...chill it was: The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...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 he...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 pagina’s
...it was : The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Lilce pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death Past the sweet...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 pagina’s
...chill it was: The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb were the beadsman's ftngers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old,...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats. In Two Parts, Delen 1-2

John Keats - 1846
...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...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...
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