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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... "
Times Telescope - 第 53 頁
1830
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 頁
...in the whole poem arises from an excess of emotion. THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES.' St. Agnes' Eve—Ah ! bitter chill it was: The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 255 頁
...in the whole poem arises from an excess of emotion. X THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES.' St. Agnes' Eve—Ah ! bitter chill it was: The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold fl The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; Numb...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats. In Two Parts, 第 1-2 篇

John Keats - 1846
...To steal my Basil-pot away from me ! " THE EVE OF ST, AGNES. PART II. , . v THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. i. ST. AGNES' EVE — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl,...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...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: In Two Parts

John Keats - 1846 - 256 頁
...cruelty, To steal my Basil -pot away from me ! " THE EVE OF ST, AGNES. FAST II. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGNES' EVE — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl,...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...
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Thoughts on the Poets

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 318 頁
...St. Agnes " is a delightful and original performance. What an idea of cold the first stanza conveys : St. Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl,...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 500 頁
...Agnes," is as highly finished, almost, as the masterpieces of POPE. THE EVE OF ST. AGNES. ST. AGUES' EVE — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all...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...
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Contributions to the Edinburgh Review by Francis Jeffrey, 第 2 卷

Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846
...is a fair specimen of the sweetness and force of the composition. " St. Agnes Eve ! Ah, bitter cold it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was acold...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ! Numb were the bedesman's fingers, while he told His rosary ; and while his frosted breath, Like pious...
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Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, 第 2 卷

Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846
...is a fair specimen of the sweetness and force of the composition. " St. Agnes Eve ! Ah, bitter cold it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was acold...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ! Numb were the bedesman's fingers, while he told His rosary ; and while his frosted breath, Like pious...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 345 頁
...only speck of a fault in the whole poem arises from an excess of emotion. THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES.1 i. St. Agnes' Eve — Ah ! bitter chill it was ; The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;2 The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold...
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Contributions to the Edinburgh Review

Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 762 頁
...is a fair specimen of the sweetness and force of the composition. " St. Agnes Eve ! Ah, bitter cold it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was acold ; The hare limp'd trembling through ihe frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ! Numb were the bedesman's fingers, while...
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