 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...  The Seer: Or, Common-places Refreshed - Strana 48autor/autoři: Leigh Hunt - 1864Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 614 str.
...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 str.
...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...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 str.
...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 breath,...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 - 528 str.
...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 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 - 554 str.
...through the 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 str.
...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 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 str.
...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 str.
...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... | |
 | 1845 - 614 str.
...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...here, together with an intimation of those Catholic elegancies, of which we are to have more ir the poem ! " The owl with all his feamera was a-cold."... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 str.
...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 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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