Grew

The surname Grew might refer to:

  • Dessie Grew (d. 1990), IRA volunteer
  • Henry Grew (1781–1862), Christian teacher
  • Joseph Grew (1880–1965), US diplomat
  • Mark Grew (b. 1958), English footballer
  • Nehemiah Grew (1641–1712), English botanist

Other articles related to "grew":

Seamus Grew
... Seamus Grew (died 12 December 1982) was a volunteer in the Irish National Liberation Army (INLA) who was killed in controversial circumstances by 14 Intelligence Company (The "Det") soldiers ... Seamus was the brother of Dessie Grew, an IRA volunteer who was killed on 9 October 1990 ...
Bruce Woodcock (boxer) - Personal Life
... Bruce grew up in the Balby area of Doncaster and, in his youth, was known to be a member of the 'Carr Hill' gang, a mixture of girls and boys who grew up together within the area ... renowned for their boxing and wrestling prowess within the Balby region, where they grew up ...
Lepidodendrales - Morphology
... was unusual in that it switched its morphological development as the plant grew ... leaf scars left on the trunk and stems as the plant grew provide some of the most interesting and common fossils in Carboniferous shales and ... As the tree grew, the leaf cushions expanded to accommodate the increasing width of the trunk ...
Mark Grew - Managerial and Coaching Career
... Grew was appointed the Port Vale youth coach in December 1994 and stayed with the club for the next eight years ... Following a capitulation to Leyton Orient at Brisbane Road on 20 October 2007, Grew gave a memorable post-match interview, saying that the team was "gutless.. ... On 8 October 2008, Grew rejected the opportunity to become assistant to recently appointed Port Vale manager Dean Glover ...
The Lucy Poems - The Poems - "Three Years She Grew in Sun and Shower"
... Main article Three years she grew in sun and shower Wikisource has original text related to this article Three Years She Grew in Sun and Shower "Three years she grew in sun and shower" was ...

Famous quotes containing the word grew:

    As it grew darker, I was startled by the honking of geese flying low over the woods, like weary travellers getting in late from Southern lakes, and indulging at last in unrestrained complaint and mutual consolation. Standing at my door, I could hear the rush of their wings; when, driving toward my house, they suddenly spied my light, and with hushed clamor wheeled and settled in the pond. So I came in, and shut the door, and passed my first spring night in the woods.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)

    The plum my mother picked matured slowly,
    The boy she dropped from darkness at her side
    Into the sided lap of light grew strong....
    Dylan Thomas (1914–1953)

    There grew pied wind-flowers and violets,
    Daisies, those pearl’d Arcturi of the earth,
    The constellated flower that never sets;
    Faint oxlips; tender bluebells at whose birth
    The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets
    Its mother’s face with heaven-collected tears,
    When the low wind, its playmate’s voice, it hears.
    Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)