 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
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 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....incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for hearen without a death, Past the Sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith,... | |
 | Grace Townsend - 1891 - 570 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. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man; Then takes his lamp, and risetb from his knees. And back... | |
 | John Keats - 1891 - 236 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... | |
 | 1913 - 444 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... | |
 | 140 str.
...lines from stanza I which describe the devotions of the Beadsman: 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... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1971 - 516 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... | |
 | R. P. Hewett - 1985 - 322 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 deatli, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | John Barnard - 1987 - 192 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, 90 Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer... | |
 | Wendy Steiner - 1988 - 242 str.
...prays with numb fingers; his breath rising frosted "Like pious incense from a censer old, / Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, / Past the sweet Virgin's picture" (ll. 7-9). He is gazing upon the image of his spiritual spouse, his breath rising — or seeming to... | |
 | Daniel P. Watkins - 1989 - 246 str.
...distinguish personal need from institutional reality), the beadsman's "frosted breath I ... I Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, / Past the sweet Virgin's picture" (6-9). As he leaves the chapel, too, "he passeth by" (17) "the sculptur'd dead" (14) of the aristocracy,... | |
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