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" St Agnes' 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... "
Mathematical Modeling: A Chemical Engineer's Perspective - Page 407
by Rutherford Aris - 1999 - 479 pages
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The Catholic miscellany and monthly repository of information, Volume 3

614 pages
...sight, Some of hnsbandi, some of lovers, Which an empty dream discovers." The Eve of St. Agnes.— " Ah ! bitter chill it was ! The owl for all his feathers was a cold, The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass , Numb were the bead's-man's fingers while...
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The every-day book, or, The guide to the year

William Hone - 1825 - 842 pages
...awaken a desire for further acquaintance with his beauties : — TTke Ere of 81. Agna. St. Agnes' Eve t ved a very strong letter against him, which letter his grace sent to sir John, limp'd trembling through the frozen grits, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : They told her...
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The Poems of John Keats

John Keats - 1926 - 738 pages
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The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the ..., Volume 1

William Hone - 1826 - 882 pages
...desire for further acquaintance with his beauties : — The Eve of SI. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, t'.'.ter ) @ ߄ 谂 ". 1826 W. Tegg" Hone Wi limp'd trembling through the frozen And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her how, upon...
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Time's Telescope

Almanacs, English - 1830 - 472 pages
...made it the subject of one of his sweet and original poems. The following are a few stanzas from it. St. Agnes' 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. * •***'* They...
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The Nautical Magazine: A Journal of Papers on Subjects Connected ..., Volume 40

Naval art and science - 1871 - 926 pages
...James Ashbury to the fore, is as nearly as possible barren of interest. That long winter interregnum " Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a cold ;" is yet scarcely at an end, the lamb and mint sauce notwithstanding, albeit balls and rumours...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calandar of Popular ...

William Hone - Days - 1835 - 876 pages
...further acquaintance with his beauties : — 135 The Eve of St. Agnci. St. Agnes' Eve Î Ah, l/.ter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare lirap'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her...
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Beauties of the Country: Or, Descriptions of Rural Customs, Objects, Scenery ...

Thomas Miller - Country life - 1837 - 466 pages
...their flowers. — But we are forgetting the gloominess of winter — the nights we have braved : " 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. * * . * * * Hark...
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The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of ..., Volume 1

William Hone - 1837 - 954 pages
...desire for further acquaintance with bii beauties: — The Eve of St. Agnet. St. Agnes' Evel Ah, titter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare Imip'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her...
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumes 36-37

Fashion - 742 pages
...for perfection in intellectual labour. — Philadelphia Evening Bulletin. THE GARDEN.— JANUARY. " Ah bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare liuip'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold." KEATS. We cannot...
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