 | R. P. Hewett - 1985 - 322 Seiten
...St Agnes (i) I 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,...censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a deatli, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. Keats I from The Eve of St. Agnes... | |
 | John Barnard - 1987 - 192 Seiten
...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...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 Seiten
...silent. In the midst of this chill, the Beadsman prays with numb fingers; his breath rising frosted "Like pious incense from a censer old, / Seem'd taking...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... | |
 | Kathy Acker - 1989 - 134 Seiten
...trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold; Numb were the headman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, 68 out a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer hesaith. It was snowing all the time.... | |
 | Karl Kroeber, Gene W. Ruoff - 1993 - 520 Seiten
...and expand. 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....sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. (1-9) Keats ingeniously begins his drama of wish-fulfillment by presenting a familiar form of sublimination... | |
 | Stuart M. Sperry - 1994 - 376 Seiten
...and expand. 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,...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. (1-9) Keats ingeniously begins his drama of wish-fulfillment by presenting a familiar form of sublimation... | |
 | John Keats - 1994 - 554 Seiten
...Eve ofSt Agnes 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,...silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's1 fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from... | |
 | Andrew Bennett - 1994 - 272 Seiten
...narrative of the Beadsman's passage through the castle, as the visual is imbued with projected emotion: 'his frosted breath, / Like pious incense from a censer...Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death' (lines 6-8). l7 The underlying and unstated rhetorical figure in these lines is a visual image and... | |
 | Rutherford Aris - 1994 - 300 Seiten
...edges of frost-stiffened blades of grass and see the sheep huddled in their pen in the next lines. The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, and silent was the flock in woolly fold. What I mean by internal tension is less easy to illustrate. It is patent from the title of Hopkins... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 Seiten
...ST. AGNES 1 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,...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man; lu Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
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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... 
