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"Warning and Reply"

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By: Emily Bronte In the earth--the earth--thou shalt be laid, A grey stone standing over thee; Black mould beneath thee spread, And black mould to cover thee. "Well--there is rest there, So fast come thy prophecy; The time when my sunny h...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1020 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"To Imagination"

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By: Emily Bronte When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost, and ready to despair, Thy kind voice calls me back again: Oh, my true friend! I am not lone, While then canst speak with such a tone! So...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1076 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Wanderer From The Fold"

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By: Emily Bronte How few, of all the hearts that loved, Are grieving for thee now; And why should mine to-night be moved With such a sense of woe? Too often thus, when left alone, Where none my thoughts can see, Comes back a word, a passi...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1081 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Visionary"

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By: Emily Bronte Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading every breeze That whirls the wildering drift, and bends the groaning trees. Cheerful is the hearth,...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1093 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Two Children"

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By: Emily Bronte Heavy hangs the rain-drop From the burdened spray; Heavy broods the damp mist On uplands far away. Heavy looms the dull sky, Heavy rolls the sea; And heavy throbs the young heart Beneath that lonely tree. Never has a blu...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1155 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Prisoner"

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By: Emily Bronte A fragment. In the dungeon-crypts idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder stern!" He dared not say me nay--the hinges harshly turn. "Our guests are darkly lodge...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1032 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Philosopher"

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By: Emily Bronte Enough of thought, philosopher! Too long hast thou been dreaming Unlightened, in this chamber drear, While summer's sun is beaming! Space-sweeping soul, what sad refrain Concludes thy musings once again? "Oh, for the time...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1098 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Old Stoic"

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By: Emily Bronte Riches I hold in light esteem, And Love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream, That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, "Leave the heart that now I bear, And g...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1075 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Night-wind"

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By: Emily Bronte In summer's mellow midnight, A cloudless moon shone through Our open parlour window, And rose-trees wet with dew. I sat in silent musing; The soft wind waved my hair; It told me heaven was glorious, And sleeping earth was...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 996 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Lady To Her Guitar"

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By: Emily Bronte For him who struck thy foreign string, I ween this heart has ceased to care; Then why dost thou such feelings bring To my sad spirit--old Guitar? It is as if the warm sunlight In some deep glen should lingering stay, When...

1 Like | 1 comment | 1166 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Elder’s Rebuke"

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By: Emily Bronte "Listen! When your hair, like mine, Takes a tint of silver gray; When your eyes, with dimmer shine, Watch life's bubbles float away: When you, young man, have borne like me The weary weight of sixty-three, Then shall pena...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1040 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"The Bluebell"

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By: Emily Bronte The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my spirit's care. There is a spell in purple heath Too wildly, sadly dear; The violet has a fragrant breath, Bu...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1254 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Sympathy"

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By: Emily Bronte There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning; While evening pours its silent dew, And sunshine gilds the morning. There should be no despair--though tears May flow down like a river: Are not the best...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1108 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Stars"

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By: Emily Bronte Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert sky? All through the night, your glorious eyes Were gazing down in mine, And, with a full heart's thankful sighs...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1229 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Stanzas-"

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By: Emily Bronte I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me, There's nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world grieve me, While thy heart suffers there. I'll not weep, because the summer's glory Must always end in gloom; And,...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1064 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Stanzas To —-"

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By: Emily Bronte Well, some may hate, and some may scorn, And some may quite forget thy name; But my sad heart must ever mourn Thy ruined hopes, thy blighted fame! 'Twas thus I thought, an hour ago, Even weeping o'er that wretch's woe; One...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1135 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Stanzas"

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By: Emily Bronte Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be: To-day, I will seek not the shadowy region;...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1029 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Song"

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By: Emily Bronte The linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my lady fair: The wild deer browse above her breast; The wild birds raise their brood; And they, her smiles of love caress...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1542 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee"

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By: Emily Bronte Shall earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Since passion may not fire thee, Shall nature cease to bow? Thy mind is ever moving, In regions dark to thee; Recall its useless roving, Come back, and dwell with...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1011 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Self-Interrogation"

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By: Emily Bronte "The evening passes fast away. 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings in thy breast? "The vanished day? It leaves a sense Of labour hardly done; Of little gained with vast expense...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1068 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Remembrance"

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By: Emily Bronte Cold in the earth--and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts n...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1045 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Plead For Me"

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By: Emily Bronte Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy sweet tongue must plead for me And tell why I have chosen thee! Stern Reason is to judgment come, Arrayed in all...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1224 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"No Coward Soul Is Mine"

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By: Emily Bronte No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life--that in me h...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1040 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"My Comforter"

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By: Emily Bronte Well hast thou spoken, and yet not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, A cloud-closed beam of sunshine brought To gleam in open view. Deep down, concealed within my soul, That light lie...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1471 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Love And Friendship"

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By: Emily Bronte Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring, Its summer blossoms scent the a...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1049 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Loud Without The Wind Was Roaring"

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By: Emily Bronte Loud without the wind was roaring Through th'autumnal sky; Drenching wet, the cold rain pouring, Spoke of winter nigh. All too like that dreary eve, Did my exiled spirit grieve. Grieved at first, but grieved not long, Swee...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1097 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Last Words"

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By: Emily Bronte I knew not 'twas so dire a crime To say the word, "Adieu;" But this shall be the only time My lips or heart shall sue. That wild hill-side, the winter morn, The gnarled and ancient tree, If in your breast they waken scorn...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1070 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"How Clear She Shines"

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By: Emily Bronte How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, "To morrow, wake, but dream to-night." Yes, Fancy, come, my Fairy love! These throbbing temples softly kiss; And...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1207 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Hope"

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By: Emily Bronte Hope Was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as selfish-hearted men. She was cruel in her fear; Through the bars one dreary day, I looked out to see her there, And she...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1191 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Honour’s Martyr"

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By: Emily Bronte The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright With leaves of frozen dew. The sweet moon through your lattice gleams, And lights your room like day; And there you pas...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1247 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Faith And Despondency"

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By: Emily Bronte "The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; And, while the night is gathering gray, We'll talk its pensive hours away;-- "Ierne, round our sheltered hall No...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1019 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Encouragement"

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By: Emily Bronte I do not weep; I would not weep; Our mother needs no tears: Dry thine eyes, too; 'tis vain to keep This causeless grief for years. What though her brow be changed and cold, Her sweet eyes closed for ever? What though the...

1 Like | 1 comment | 1108 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Death"

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By: Emily Bronte Death! that struck when I was most confiding. In my certain faith of joy to be-- Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing From the fresh root of Eternity! Leaves, upon Time's branch, were growing brightly, Full of sa...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1467 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"Anticipation"

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By: Emily Bronte How beautiful the earth is still, To thee--how full of happiness? How little fraught with real ill, Or unreal phantoms of distress! How spring can bring thee glory, yet, And summer win thee to forget December's sullen time...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1372 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"A Death-scene"

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By: Emily Bronte "O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly declining; He cannot leave thee now, While fresh west winds are blowing, And all around his youthful brow Thy cheerful ligh...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1024 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"A Daydream"

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By: Emily Bronte On a sunny brae alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May, With her young lover, June. From her mother's heart seemed loath to part That queen of bridal charms, But her father smiled on the fairest...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1176 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"A Little While, A Little While"

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By: Emily Bronte A LITTLE while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, Alike, while I have holiday. Where wilt thou go, my harassed heart-- What thought, what scene invites thee now What spot, or near...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1023 views | Poetry | June 23, 2017

"PORPHYRIA’S LOVER"

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By: Robert Browning The rain set early in to-night, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its worst to vex the lake: I listened with heart fit to break. When glided in Porphyria; straight She shut the...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1063 views | Poetry | June 17, 2017

"THE BOOK OF POVERTY AND DEATH"

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By: Rainer Maria Rilke Her mouth is like the mouth of a fine...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1111 views | Poetry | June 17, 2017

"THE BOOK OF PILGRIMAGE"

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By: Rainer Maria Rilke By day Thou are the Legend and the Dream That lik...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1159 views | Poetry | June 17, 2017