 | 614 стор.
...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... | |
 | 1823 - 400 стор.
...The bare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told >, > •...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. The precautions to be observed .by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just mentioojsd, and... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 стор.
...The Hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary,...sweet Virgin's picture while his prayer he saith. The precautions to be observed by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just mentioned, and... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...; Theharo limp'd trembling through the frozen gmss, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary,...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... | |
 | 1840 - 528 стор.
...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,...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...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 breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight ibr heaven, without a death, Past the «weet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...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,...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...frozen And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; [grass, Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he toIJ His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense^ from a center old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while... | |
 | 1842 - 818 стор.
...trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were tbe Headman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, "»t Ae tweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...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,...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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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... 
