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 Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted... Favorite Authors in Prose and Poetry - الصفحة 230المحررون: - 1884عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
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...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 picture, while his prayer be saith." 21st. Saint Agnes, Virgin and Martyr. Sun rises at vii. 45. sets iv. 15. — The feast of... | |
| 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...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. The precautions to be observed .by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just mentioojsd, and... | |
| Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 846
...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. The precautions to be observed by the fair Madeline differ somewhat from those just mentioned, and... | |
| 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...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, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 254
...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, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 378
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 818
...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... | |
| 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted brenth, Like jrious incrme,from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven without...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. What a complete feeling of winter-time is here, together with an intimation of those Catholic elegancies,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...while he told His rosary, and while bis 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 saith.* n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
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