Margery Lawrence
Born
in Wolverhampton, The United Kingdom
August 08, 1889
Died
November 13, 1969
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Nights of the Round Table
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1998
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4 editions
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The Madonna of the Seven Moons
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1967
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9 editions
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The Terraces of Night: Being the Further Chronicles of the Club of the Round Table
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1932
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2 editions
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Bride of Darkness
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1967
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6 editions
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Number Seven Queer Street
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1945
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5 editions
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The Casebook Of Miles Pennoyer
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2003
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3 editions
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The Floating Café and Other Weird Tales
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published
1936
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3 editions
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Miss Brandt: Adventuress (Great Ladies of Crime #3): England's Most Daring Jewel Thief
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Residence Afresh
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Skivvy
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“There is a monstrous garden in the sky
Nightly they sow it fresh. Nightly it springs,
Luridly splendid, towards the moon on high.
Red-poppy flares, and fire-bombs rosy-bright
Shell-bursts like hellborn sunflowers, gold and white
Lilies, long-stemmed, that search the heavens' height...
They tend it well, these gardeners on wings!
How rich these blossoms, hideously fair
Sprawling above the shuddering citadel
As though ablaze with laughter! Lord, how long
Must we behold them flower, ruthless, strong
Soaring like weeds the stricken worlds among
Triumphant, gay, these dreadful blooms of hell?
O give us back the garden that we knew
Silent and cool, where silver daisies lie,
The lovely stars! O garden purple-blue
Where Mary trailed her skirts amidst the dew
Of ageless planets, hand-in-hand with You
And Sleep and Peace walked with Eternity.....
But here I sit, and watch the night roll by.
There is a monstrous garden in the sky!
(written during an air raid, London, midnight, October 1941)”
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Nightly they sow it fresh. Nightly it springs,
Luridly splendid, towards the moon on high.
Red-poppy flares, and fire-bombs rosy-bright
Shell-bursts like hellborn sunflowers, gold and white
Lilies, long-stemmed, that search the heavens' height...
They tend it well, these gardeners on wings!
How rich these blossoms, hideously fair
Sprawling above the shuddering citadel
As though ablaze with laughter! Lord, how long
Must we behold them flower, ruthless, strong
Soaring like weeds the stricken worlds among
Triumphant, gay, these dreadful blooms of hell?
O give us back the garden that we knew
Silent and cool, where silver daisies lie,
The lovely stars! O garden purple-blue
Where Mary trailed her skirts amidst the dew
Of ageless planets, hand-in-hand with You
And Sleep and Peace walked with Eternity.....
But here I sit, and watch the night roll by.
There is a monstrous garden in the sky!
(written during an air raid, London, midnight, October 1941)”
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