 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...with his lofty plume. And as she mutter'd " Well-a — well-a-day!" He found him in a little moonlit room, Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb....me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterbood may see, When they St. Agnes' wool are weaving piously." XIV. " St. Agnes ! Ah ! it is St.... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...with his lofty plume. And as she mutter'd " Well-a — well-a-day ! " He found him in a little moonlit room, Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb. •• Now tell me where is Madeline," said he, " О tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...lofty plume ; And as she mutterM " Well-a—well-a-day !" He found him in a little moonlight-room. Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb. " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he, " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret Sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...— " Good Saints ! not here ! not here ! Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier." He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing...a tomb, " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he ; " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...how—"—" Good Saints ! not here ! not here ' Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier !" He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing...a tomb " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he; " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume, And as she mutter'd " Well-a — well-a-day !" He found him in a little moonlight room, Pale, latticed,...a tomb. " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he, " Oh tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd, " Well-a-wejl-a-day!" He found him in a little moonlight room,' Pale, latticed,...a tomb. " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he ; " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...room? Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he ; " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret...see, When they St. Agnes' wool are weaving piously." " St. Agnes ! Ah ! it is St. Agnes' EveYet men will murder upon holidays ; Thou must hold water in... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd, " Well-a-well-a-day !" He found him in a little moonlight roomf Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he; "Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd, " Well-a-well-a-day !" He found him in a little moonlight roomf Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb " Now tell me where is Madeline," said he; " Oh, tell me, Angela, by the holy loom Which none but secret sisterhood may see, When they St. Agnes'... | |
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Good Saints! not here, not here; Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier. 
