Potential Titles: Grace Greenwood
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somethingdarkerAnd raised a mighty bantam crow - Grace Greenwood "Babie Annie to Cousin J--, acknowledging the Christmas-gift of a chain"
And give you kisses by the dozen - Grace Greenwood "Babie Annie to Cousin J--, acknowledging the Christmas-gift of a chain"
Another needless touch of Greece - Grace Greenwood "Babie Annie to Cousin J--, acknowledging the Christmas-gift of a chain"
In the wet rice-swamps and canebreaks tall - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
The day that ends its reign of blood and fear - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Comes with the sound of breaking chains - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Remember them whene'er you feast - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
To speak brave words for truth and right - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Holds a world of woe within its little round - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
His life-bark rode on Fortune's flood - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
Till the heavens began to frown - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
Meet falsehood with its best rebuke - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [O be my first, my darling child]"
Gather and hoard a goodly store of truth - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [O be my first, my darling child]"
Who flings her royal radiance round me - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
The night-wind trembling round the rose - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Till every heart-string thrills and glows - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Only see the great gulf set between us - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
For fear a poison in the chalice lurks - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
The power, the rapture, and the crown of life - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
By the poor guard of danger set about - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
The richest flowers of heaven bloom on the brink of darkness - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Idly pluck a thousand meek-faced daisies - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Pause hard by the rose-wreathed gate - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
To crush the mighty yearning down - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That battles with the passions hand to hand - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That plucks its joy in the shadow of death's wing - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That drains with one deep draught the wine of life - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
With fearless foot and heaven-turned eye - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
May stand upon a dizzy precipice - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
High o'er the abyss of ruin - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Catch heaven's brightness on their waves - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
All a busy world may hear - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
The deepest fountains of my soul - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
Strains that sky-larks downward send - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
The mighty secrets of his power - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
Where Hope's signal lights the night - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
And Love stands watching by the deep - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
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And give you kisses by the dozen - Grace Greenwood "Babie Annie to Cousin J--, acknowledging the Christmas-gift of a chain"
Another needless touch of Greece - Grace Greenwood "Babie Annie to Cousin J--, acknowledging the Christmas-gift of a chain"
In the wet rice-swamps and canebreaks tall - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
The day that ends its reign of blood and fear - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Comes with the sound of breaking chains - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Remember them whene'er you feast - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
To speak brave words for truth and right - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [In the wet rice-swamps]"
Holds a world of woe within its little round - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
His life-bark rode on Fortune's flood - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
Till the heavens began to frown - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [My first is often caught in church]"
Meet falsehood with its best rebuke - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [O be my first, my darling child]"
Gather and hoard a goodly store of truth - Grace Greenwood "A Charade [O be my first, my darling child]"
Who flings her royal radiance round me - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
The night-wind trembling round the rose - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Till every heart-string thrills and glows - Grace Greenwood "A Lay" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Only see the great gulf set between us - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
For fear a poison in the chalice lurks - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
The power, the rapture, and the crown of life - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
By the poor guard of danger set about - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
The richest flowers of heaven bloom on the brink of darkness - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Idly pluck a thousand meek-faced daisies - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Pause hard by the rose-wreathed gate - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
To crush the mighty yearning down - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That battles with the passions hand to hand - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That plucks its joy in the shadow of death's wing - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
That drains with one deep draught the wine of life - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
With fearless foot and heaven-turned eye - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
May stand upon a dizzy precipice - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
High o'er the abyss of ruin - Grace Greenwood "The Spanish Princess to the Moorish Knight" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Catch heaven's brightness on their waves - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
All a busy world may hear - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
The deepest fountains of my soul - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
Strains that sky-larks downward send - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
The mighty secrets of his power - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
Where Hope's signal lights the night - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
And Love stands watching by the deep - Grace Greenwood "To L--. With Some Poems"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
Navigation Links:
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