 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 boys' own story-book, by the best authors - Էջ 178Boys - 1852Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 288 էջ
...unfitting. It is not applicable in one point, and the reverse in another. ii. His prayer he saith, thia patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp and riseth from his knees, And back returneth, meager, barefoot, wan, Along the cbapel aisle by slow degrees : The sculptured dead... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 70 էջ
...flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...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... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 էջ
...flock in woolly fold : Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer ho saith. ##**** They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight,... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1856 - 794 էջ
...Numb were the bedesman's fingers, while he told His rowiry ; and while his frosted breath, Like pio«s incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...death, Past the sweet virgin's picture, while his prayers he saith." But the glory and charm of the poem is in toe description of the fair maiden's antique... | |
 | John Keats - 1859 - 524 էջ
...flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back returneth, meagre, barefoot, wan. Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees : The sculptured dead,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 էջ
...flock in woolly fold ; Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...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... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1859 - 380 էջ
...while he told His rosary, and while his 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 he saith." But it needs no lengthened demonstration to prove that description enters largely into all kinds of... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 էջ
...in woolly fold *. Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith." But I need not scruple to quote once more the most wonderful passage in this wonderful poem, a passage... | |
 | 1863 - 392 էջ
...flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. N IL His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees And... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 էջ
...flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. ii. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; And back returneth, meagre, barefoot, wan, Along... | |
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