 | Thomas Firminger Thiselton Dyer - 1880 - 312 頁
...Fast." * Keats, in one of his poems, alludes most pathetically to this superstition : — " St Agnes's 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. * *... | |
 | Cecilia Findlay - 1880 - 272 頁
...her latest achievement in that line of discipline. CHAPTER XXI. MISS WESTON RELIEVES HER CONSCIENCE. 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. KEATS.... | |
 | Edward James Mortimer Collins - 1880 - 338 頁
...coldest-blooded way the moment the gardener breaks the ice of mornings. Mr. Keats writes : ' St. Agnes' Eve—Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold.' Well, I don't believe it will be much colder on St. Agnes' Eve (I regret to say I don't know who the... | |
 | Frances Mary Owen - 1880 - 202 頁
...completely we are made to feel the effect of that atmosphere in the opening lines. 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... | |
 | James Thomas Fields - 1881 - 412 頁
...dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with thee ' THE EVE OF ST, AGNES. BY JOHN KEATS. ST. AGNES' 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 : Nuinb... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 頁
...it bides : My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. SIR PHILIP SIDSBY. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. s hook, And snapp'da fagot-band ; He plied his work ; and Lucy took The : The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 頁
...twenty-sixth year will long give to his productions a peculiar interest. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. St. insTz z z ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb... | |
 | Jehiel Keeler Hoyt - 1882 - 914 頁
...the cry that she had beard Some dying victim utter. d. HOOD— The Mounted House. Pt, II. St. 2. St. eler e. Kill- — The Eve. of Ht. Лупе*. The screech-owl, with ill-boding cry, Portends strange things,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 頁
...sings clearest; Like nightingale in spring, Welcome my dearest! 217 ffilje <£t>e of 6t. 2tgnca. ST. AGNES' 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... | |
 | 1882 - 1434 頁
...the cry that she had heard Some dying victim utter. d. HOOD— The Haunted House. Ft. II. St. 2. St. Agnes' Eve — ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a- cold. e. KEATS— The Eve of tit. Agnes. The screech-owl, with ill-boding cry, Portends strange... | |
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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... 
