Potential Titles: Adelaide Anne Procter [Anne Proctor]

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No mere skill of subtle tracery - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

Practice of a dexterous hand - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

Without a hidden spirit - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

Worthily to clothe some noble thought - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

In stony hands that pray for ever - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

The leafy scrolls and fretted niches - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

Nor even pause to gaze - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

May loiter with a word of praise - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

When years have floated onward - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

With perplexed struggle - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

And the gentle lilies overflow - A.A.P. "The Carver's Lesson" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.5)

In that shadow our work is done - Adelaide Anne Procter "A Chant"

Trusting less to earthly things - Adelaide A. Procter "Judge Not"

To censure all with scornful eyes - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Lavater's Warning" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

Found something that he dare despise - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Lavater's Warning" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

To the same height both great and small - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Lavater's Warning" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

Make bright music give forth a sound of pain - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

Weave fair flowers into a weary chain - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

Turn each cool grey shadows into a world of fears - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

When the starry night grows silent - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]

The bread of strength - Adelaide Anne Procter "Our Daily Bread"

The bitter bread of grief - Adelaide Anne Procter "Our Daily Bread"

Sought earth's poisoned feasts - Adelaide Anne Procter "Our Daily Bread"

Sought her deadly fruits - Adelaide Anne Procter "Our Daily Bread"

And cry fierce answers to the angry sky - Adelaide Anne Procter "The Storm"

Flooded the crimson twilight - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: A Lost Chord"

The harmonious echo from our discordant life - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: A Lost Chord"

And trembled away into silence - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: A Lost Chord"

Keep just one thread of doubt - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: A Warning"

Estranged and cold in heaven - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Beyond"

Fruits of some convulsive hour - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Beyond"

Whose very memory must decay - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Beyond"

They seek a phantom Future - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Golden Days"

Of days that will come no more - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: In the Wood"

Where storms cannot reach him - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: King and Slave"

The dust of future years - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: My Will"

Through a strange and sacred radiance - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: My Will"

With a nobler price than gold - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: My Will"

Through gold rents torn in a violet sky - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: My Picture Gallery"

Sorrow, veiled in scornful pride - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Never Again"

Follow the track of the crimson day - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Rest"

Kissing the dust of the Holy Land - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Rest"

Now sweeter for a bitter past - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Rest"

A keen longing which shadows forth regret - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Returned -- "Missing" (Five Years After)"

And died in the crimson west - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Sent to Heaven"

On the Music's outspread wings - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Sent to Heaven"

The golden chain of my love - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: The Tyrant and the Captive"

A rose whose crimson breath revealed - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Three Roses"

Its half-blown crimson to eclipse - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Three Roses"

And wove in nets of sorrow - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Two Worlds"

The echoes of his own discords - Adelaide Anne Procter "Verse: Two Worlds"

The room's shadow hid the rest - Anne Procter "Verse: A Legend of Provence"

Transfigured in the golden mist of love - Anne Procter "Verse: A Legend of Provence"

Through bitterest inward strife - Anne Procter "Verse: A Legend of Provence"

Chill remorse and black despair - Anne Procter "Verse: A Legend of Provence"


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