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" EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapor goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my... "
The Catholic Anthology - Page 420
publié par - 1927 - 552 pages
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The Keepsake for ....

1837 - 432 pages
...Breadalbane's fury, and of Irish revenge. ST. AGNES. BY ALFRED TENNYSON. Deep on the convent roofs the snows Are sparkling to the moon, My breath to Heaven like vapour goes, May my soul follow soon. The shadows of the convent towers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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The Keepsake

1837 - 428 pages
...of Breadalbane's fury and of Irish revenge. ST. AGNES. BY ALFRED TENNYSON. DEEP on the convent roofs the snows Are sparkling to the moon, My breath to Heaven like vapour goes, May my soul follow soon. The shadows of the convent towers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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The Christian Remembrancer, Volume 4

1842 - 750 pages
...AGNES. "DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the...to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. " As these white robes...
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The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., Volume 4

1842 - 736 pages
...snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon f The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy...to my Lord: Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. " As these white robes...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...they fall, I will not vex my bosom, Enough if at the end of all A little garden blossom. ST. AGNES. i. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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The Christian Remembrancer, Volume 4

1842 - 740 pages
...our poet puts the following words, which may well dismiss such criticism as irrelevant. ST. AGNES. " DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon f The shadows of the convenMowers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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Magazine for the young, Volumes 1 à 3

1862 - 908 pages
...follows him. Were there no hearers there would be no backbiters. POETRY. WINTER. DEEP on the minster-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes; May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the minster-towers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...they fall, I will not vex my bosom, Enough if at the end of all A little garden blossom. ST. AGNES. i. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward,...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 16

1844 - 530 pages
...shadows stealing momentarily on wards. The true character of the nun is caught at a single glance:— " The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy...with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord. Make llmu my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my...
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The Living Age, Volume 274

1912 - 880 pages
...the measure of "While shepherds watched their flocks by night," of the immortal "St. Agnes' Eve":— Deep on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon: My breath to heaven like vapor goes:1 May my soul follow soon. . . . Make thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skiea, Or...
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