Potential Titles: Jennie Earngey Hill

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One lone star stands a fiery sentinel - Jennie Earngey Hill "Alone"

Dim spectres tread that haunted verge - Jennie Earngey Hill "Alone"

Such scurrying of blow and bluster out - Jennie Earngey Hill "A Bit o' Cheer"

One stray emblem of returning spring - Jennie Earngey Hill "A Bit o' Cheer"

Cold will soon be fast upon us - Jennie Earngey Hill "Bonny Bunny"

To us bequeath your choicest boon - Jennie Earngey Hill "The Goldfinch"

And Marigold is Music's tongue - Jennie Earngey Hill "The Goldfinch"

In homage to him who reigneth - Jennie Earngey Hill "Consecration"

Her anger struck our ship aflame - Jennie Earngey Hill "Death's Spectre"

Branded spectre of the night - Jennie Earngey Hill "Death's Spectre"

Or distance deeper brand the scar - Jennie Earngey Hill "Distance"

A zephyr heartstrings' lyric bow - Jennie Earngey Hill "Distance"

While artful shadows come and go - Jennie Earngey Hill "Distance"

Doubt in sleep all cast asunder - Jennie Earngey Hill "Dreaming"

Deeply rooted in this heart so true - Jennie Earngey Hill "Enchantment"

Each soul becomes a fount of sweet content - Jennie Earngey Hill "Heartbloom"

A bleeding heart can never beat as strong - Jennie Earngey Hill "Heartbloom"

Whose smile wreathes early Morn - Jennie Earngey Hill "Life's Day"

Dries the dripping eyes of dawn - Jennie Earngey Hill "Life's Day"

A cheerful light to those forlorn - Jennie Earngey Hill "Life's Day"

A candle in a world of wrong - Jennie Earngey Hill "Life's Day"

The thieves of sad fate - Jennie Earngey Hill "The Meadowlark"

Pervades the air my spirit breathes - Jennie Earngey Hill "My Tribute"

Down loyal Art's lost corridor of Time - Jennie Earngey Hill "My Tribute"

Gusts of wind that frisk about - Jennie Earngey Hill "Nature's Game"

And pile them high like football fiends - Jennie Earngey Hill "Nature's Game"

A golden bomb bursts the glow'ring sky - Jennie Earngey Hill "Nature's Game"

Let Fury lead the way - Jennie Earngey Hill "Sailing"

Till circling air seems drunken quite - Jennie Earngey Hill "A Sleighing Song"

Moonbeams falling, gently trace - Jennie Earngey Hill "A Sleighing Song"

While seeking clover sweet - Jennie Earngey Hill "Song of the Bee"

Do tell why love must die - Jennie Earngey Hill "Song of the Brook"

Take their flight on the rifting clouds - Jennie Earngey Hill "Thot"

With the snowflakes merry fall - Jennie Earngey Hill "When Snowflakes Fall"

The wolf stands ever howling at their door - Jennie Earngey Hill "Winter"


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