Who is Margaret L. Woods

Margaret Louisa Woods (née Bradley; 20 November 1855 – 1 December 1945) was an English writer, known for novels and poetry. She was born in Rugby, the daughter of the scholar George Granville Bradley and sister of fellow writer Mabel Birchenough. In 1879 she married Henry George Woods, who became President of Trinity College, Oxford, and Master of the Temple. Margaret died at her home, Vine Cottage, in Thursley, Surrey. Her ashes are interred with her husband, at Holywell Cemetery, Oxford.

Works

Novels

A Village Tragedy (1889)

Esther Vanhomrigh (1891)

Sons of the Sword (1901)

The King's Revoke (1905)

The Invader (1907)

A Poet's Youth

Verse collections

Lyrics and Ballads (1889)
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Margaret L. Woods Poems

  • Genius Loci
    Peace, Shepherd, peace! What boots it singing on?
    Since long ago grace-giving Phoebus died,
    And all the train that loved the stream-bright side
    Of the poetic mount with him are gone...
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God 1 Heaven 1 Nature 1 Never 1 Night 1 Peace 1 Power 1 Purple 1 Wide 1 Long 1


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Bletchleyroll: margaret l houston (woods)-late '42-oct 45. block e, communications centre. wireless operator/morse slip reader, later i/c watch of 90 waafs
Bletchleyroll: margaret l houston (woods)-late '42-oct 45. block e, communications centre. wireless operator/morse slip reader, later i/c watch of 90 waafs
Bletchleyroll: margaret l houston (woods)-late '42-oct 45. block e, communications centre. wireless operator/morse slip reader, later i/c watch of 90 waafs
Bletchleyroll: margaret l houston (woods)-late '42-oct 45. block e, communications centre. wireless operator/morse slip reader, later i/c watch of 90 waafs
Bbcbreaking: "it's just so strange and wonderful really" margaret keenan, who turns 91 next week, says becoming the first to receive the pfizer/biontech vaccine is the "best early birthday present"
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