 | William Hone - 1859 - 882 Seiten
...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, upon St. Agnes' Ere, Young virgins... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1859 - 380 Seiten
...are the delineations of Keats, in the opening lines of " The Eve of St. Agnes!" " St. Agnes' 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 ; Numb were the... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 316 Seiten
...themspoke for a time ; and he, looking seaward, said, idly, in a low voice — " ' St. Agnes' Eve. Ah ! bitter chill it was. The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped, trembling, through the frozen grass ; And drowsy was the flock in woolly fold." " What was... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 458 Seiten
...them spoke for a time ; and he, looking seaward, said, idly, in a low voice, — " « St. Agnes' Eve. Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped, trembling, through the frozen grass ; And drowsy was the flock in woolly fold.' " His beautiful... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 468 Seiten
...them spoke for a time ; and he, looking seaward, said, idly, in a low voice, — " ' St. Agnes' Eve. Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped, trembling, through the frozen grass; And drowsy was the flock in woolly fold.' " What was the... | |
 | 1862 - 842 Seiten
...them spoke for a time ; and he, looking seaward, said, idly, in a low voice — " ' St. Agnes' Eve. Ah ! bitter chill it was. "• The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped, trembling, through the frozen grass ; And drowsy was the flock in woolly fold.' " What was... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 Seiten
...story borne From mouth to mouth through all the country pass'd : THE EYE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' EVE - Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare h'mp'd trembling through the frozen .grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the... | |
 | 1864 - 742 Seiten
...— St. Agnes' Eve Ah, bitter cold it was ! The owl for all his feathers was a-cold ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pioiiH incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death. Fast the sweet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1864 - 298 Seiten
...and loving pages it will live for ever. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. BY JOHN KEATS. I. ST. AGNES' 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 ; Numb were the... | |
 | R Bond (of London.) - 1865 - 328 Seiten
...review of the journey, to occasion a tremulous sensation, as if -he thought and felt "Ah, bitter oliill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold...woolly fold ; Numb were the beadsman's fingers while ho told His rosary, and while his froBted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking... | |
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St. Agnes' 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... 
