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The wreath begins and ends in dark - Auguste Angellier "The Garland of Sleep" transl. by Henry van Dyke

Rain of blood and wreath of flame - Sir Edwin Arnold "The First Distribution of the Victoria Cross (June 26, 1857)"

Wreathes with a light ineffable - Thomas Bailey "Ireton"

Wreaths of incense light - Benjamin West Ball "Pan and Lais"

And hang fresh wreaths round Newton's awful brow - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Blossoms a wreath of meadows - Julius Berstl "Highland" transl. by William Saphier

Wreaths of snow - Emily Bronte "Fall Leaves Fall"

Of glory's wreath and pleasure's flower - Emily Bronte "Plead for Me"

Around them the lily and pomegranate wreath - Mrs. Juliet H.L. Campbell "The Prophet's Rebuke" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Wreathed about in terrible splendors - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Entwined a wreath of peaceful olive - Giosue Carducci "Sermione" transl. by Frank Sewall

In a wreath of fire - Hilda Conkling "Two Songs"

Wreath of sudden pain - Hart Crane "The Fernery"

Wreathed with moon-flowers pale - Lord Alfred Douglas "Two Loves"

Wreaths they twisted round his horns - Edward Dowden "Europa"

The holy woman wreathed in agates - Enheduana "Temple Hymns: 30. E-Galmah, the Temple of Ninisina in Isin" transl. by Sophus Helle

Wreaths with feathers - Heid E. Erdich "Girl of Lightning"

Like a wreath on water - Carolyn Forche "Curfew"

Wreathed with a crown of diamond frost - "The Fratricide's Death" (from The Knickerbocker, v. 23:3, March 1844)

Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs - Robert Frost "For Once, Then, Something"

Life walks wreathed at last - Zona Gale "There Are Within Us Lives We Never Live"

Soft flowers wreathing a hero's sword - Sri Aurobindo Ghose "Bunkim Chandra Chatterji"

A wreath or crown of mouths - torrin a. greathouse "Medusa with the Head of Perseus"

The wreath of orange blossoms on her brow - Miss Mattie Griffith "The Deserted"

Crown myself with the thorny wreath of inaction - Igor Gulin "Kontur" transl. by Your Language My Ear

Flash forth in many a glittering wreath - Claude Halcro "Niagara"

Where English oak and holly and laurel wreaths entwine - Bret Harte "Dickens in Camp"

The wreaths of glory shine - Felicia Hemans "The Domestic Affections"

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

Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn - Oliver Wendell Holmes "The Chambered Nautilus"

Wreaths of streetlights stretching - Yong-Yu Huang "City Lights as Myth"

Wreath her chain round us - Mrs Margaret M. Inglis "When Shall We Meet Again?"

The wreathed trellis of a working brain - John Keats "Psyche"

Through the dance's dangerous wreath - John Keats "To Fanny"

Wreaths of crimson and yellow foxglove - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [Walking by moonlight on the golden margin]"

Purple wreaths of mournful nightshade - Fanny Kemble "A Wish [Oh! that I were a fairy sprite, to wander]"

Had so rich a store of Sacred Wreaths - Anne Killigrew "Upon the saying that my Verses were made by another"

Took her praise for a wreath of bay - Joyce Kilmer "Alchemy"

And cypress wreaths above thy head - Joyce Kilmer "The Clouded Sun"

Twining wreaths of Heaven - Joyce Kilmer "Wayfarers"

Fame will wreathe this brow of mine - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

Of tissue subtler still than the wreathed fog - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

The white Pierrot, wreathed in smoke - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: Second Movement"

Scattering wreaths of stars - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

And wreathe my hearthstone round - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Hidden serpent in a wreath of Eden - "Macedoine: By the Author of Other Things IV: Sonnet" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Wreathed with starry clematis - Dorothea Mackellar "Settlers"

As a wreath of snow before the sun - James MacPherson "Fragments of Ancient Poetry: VI"

The wreaths brought from the floral shrine - James E. McGirt "Victoria the Queen"

Wreathed for feasts not few - George Meredith "Phoebus with Admetus"

Those wreaths of brilliance and perfume - Pablo Neruda "I Wish the Woodcutter Would Wake Up [Canto General]" transl. by Robert Bly

A wreath of cold December's snow - Mrs. R.S. Nichols "The Midnight Dream"

The wreath woven by the river - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]

In wreaths of white stars - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

Wreathed in smoke and iron - Michael Prior "Wakeful Things"

Wreathed by the sun's orbits - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "Time"

A wreath of amaranth and asphodel - Herbert Randall "To My Pilgrim Mother"

The Jasmine clambers up the wall to twine her wreaths - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Graves by cloud wreaths kissed - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Ahead a rose wreathed laurel - Clarence Victor Stahl "Push Onward"

Wreathing her forehead with a scarlet vine - George Sterling "Blue Ranges"

With anguish for a wreath - Algernon Swinburne "Aperotos Eros"

Wear a wreath of fading flowers - J.A. Tinnon "I'll Blame Thee Not"

Wreathing love with poppies and with ashes - Iris Tree "[Sun-aureoled lilies are your priestesses]"

The smoke's unbroken wreath - Richard Chenevix Trench "The Descent of the Rhone"

And wreathes of smoke sent up - William Wordsworth "On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye"

With rising rainbows wreathed - John Wright "An Autumnal Cloud"

Wreathed with lashing tails - Cynthia Zarin "Orbit"


From each pole a dream-wreath drops - E. Nesbit and Caris Brooke "Hop Picking"


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]

Through rose-wreathed halls of fantasy - William H.C. Hosmer "Impromptu: Written on Receiving a Rose-Bud from a Lady"


The smoke-wreath on the crater's verge - Effie Fitzgerald "The Babes of Exile"


While yet the snow-wreaths to the rock-shelves cling - William M. MacKeracher "Vacation Verse"


The porch dust-still, vine-wreathed - Walter de la Mare "The Unfinished Dream"

Vine-wreathed and vagabond Love - Don Marquis "A Rhyme of the Roads"


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