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...Eve of St. Agnes. Ah! hitter chill it was! The Owl, for all his feathers, was acold; The Hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was...frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for Heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture while his prayer...

...for further acquaintance with his beauties : — TTke Ere of 81. Agna. St. Agnes' Eve t Ah, bitter strong letter against him, which letter his grace...sent to sir John, assuring him at the same time that grits, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins...

...desire for further acquaintance with his beauties : — The Eve of SI. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, t'.'.ter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might...

...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;...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold. * •***'* They told her how upon St. Agnes' Eve Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft...

...acquaintance with hit beauties :— The Eve of St. Agnei. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, bitter chill it van ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold ; They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight. And soft adorings...

...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...frozen grass ; And silent was the flock in woolly fold. * * . * * * Hark ! 'tis an elfin storm from fairy-land." In the " Mirror of the Months" are the following...

...beauties :— 137 THE EVERY-DAY BOOK.— JANUARY 20. i36 The Eve of St. Agnei. St. Agnes' Eve 1 Ah, bluer chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was...frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold . They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings...

...WM ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; Theharo limp'd trembling through the frozen gmss, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were...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...

...troml>ling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly Ibid : Numb were the Bondsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted...pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight ibr heaven, without a death, Past the «weet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. II. His prayer...