"hopeward" meaning in All languages combined

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        "1": "en",
        "2": "hope",
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      },
      "expansion": "hope + -ward",
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    }
  ],
  "etymology_text": "From hope + -ward.",
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      "args": {
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      "expansion": "hopeward (not comparable)",
      "name": "en-adv"
    }
  ],
  "lang": "English",
  "lang_code": "en",
  "pos": "adv",
  "senses": [
    {
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        {
          "kind": "other",
          "name": "English entries with incorrect language header",
          "parents": [
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        },
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          "parents": [],
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        {
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        },
        {
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      "examples": [
        {
          "ref": "1850, G[eorge] Linnæus Banks, “Night in the Capital”, in Staves for the Human Ladder, London, Edinburgh, Dublin: Charles Gilpin; Adam and Charles Black; J. B. Gilpin, →OCLC, page 103:",
          "text": "With a spectral gleam of joy / Shooting hopeward in the breast,",
          "type": "quote"
        },
        {
          "ref": "1856, Lydia Louisa Anna Very, “The Day”, in Poems, Andover: W. F. Draper, page 29:",
          "text": "As flower springs up to catch the breeze, / Smiles in the sunshine warm that fills / Its cup, though seldom falls it 'neath the trees, / So the heart rises hopeward 'mid its ills !",
          "type": "quote"
        },
        {
          "ref": "1872, John Payne, “Shadow-soul”, in Songs of Life and Death, London: Henry S. King & Co., page 128:",
          "text": "For though my feet in silence move / Alone across this waste of hours, / My heart strains hopeward like a dove, / My soul bursts out in passion-flowers ;",
          "type": "quote"
        }
      ],
      "glosses": [
        "Towards hope."
      ],
      "id": "en-hopeward-en-adv-~2YtYQzr",
      "links": [
        [
          "poetic",
          "poetic"
        ],
        [
          "hope",
          "hope"
        ]
      ],
      "raw_glosses": [
        "(chiefly poetic) Towards hope."
      ],
      "tags": [
        "not-comparable",
        "poetic"
      ]
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  ],
  "word": "hopeward"
}

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    {
      "args": {
        "1": "en",
        "2": "hope",
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      },
      "expansion": "hope + -ward",
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    }
  ],
  "etymology_text": "From hope + -ward.",
  "head_templates": [
    {
      "args": {
        "1": "-"
      },
      "expansion": "hopeward (not comparable)",
      "name": "en-adv"
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  "lang_code": "en",
  "pos": "adv",
  "senses": [
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        "English entries with incorrect language header",
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        {
          "ref": "1850, G[eorge] Linnæus Banks, “Night in the Capital”, in Staves for the Human Ladder, London, Edinburgh, Dublin: Charles Gilpin; Adam and Charles Black; J. B. Gilpin, →OCLC, page 103:",
          "text": "With a spectral gleam of joy / Shooting hopeward in the breast,",
          "type": "quote"
        },
        {
          "ref": "1856, Lydia Louisa Anna Very, “The Day”, in Poems, Andover: W. F. Draper, page 29:",
          "text": "As flower springs up to catch the breeze, / Smiles in the sunshine warm that fills / Its cup, though seldom falls it 'neath the trees, / So the heart rises hopeward 'mid its ills !",
          "type": "quote"
        },
        {
          "ref": "1872, John Payne, “Shadow-soul”, in Songs of Life and Death, London: Henry S. King & Co., page 128:",
          "text": "For though my feet in silence move / Alone across this waste of hours, / My heart strains hopeward like a dove, / My soul bursts out in passion-flowers ;",
          "type": "quote"
        }
      ],
      "glosses": [
        "Towards hope."
      ],
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          "hope",
          "hope"
        ]
      ],
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        "(chiefly poetic) Towards hope."
      ],
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        "not-comparable",
        "poetic"
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}