 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...  Essays - Сторінка 10автори: Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 79 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
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...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 picture, while his prayer he saith." 21st. Saint Agnes, Virgin and Martyr. Sun rises at vii. 45. sets iv. 15.— The feast of St. Agnes... | |
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...And silent was the 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, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | 1840 - 528 стор.
...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 breath, Like pious...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...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 he saith. II. His prayer... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...frozen gmss, And silent was the 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, Scem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the swect Virgin's picture, while his pmyer... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...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 breath, Like pious...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... | |
 | 1842 - 818 стор.
...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...Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, "»t Ae tweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith "his description of moonlight streaming throug... | |
 | 1842 - 422 стор.
...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 a censer old, S«em'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet V irgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...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...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. 3 His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
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