Anne Bronte Poems on Happiness (16 Poems)
The Three Guides (Anne Bronte Poems)
Spirit of Earth! thy hand is chill:I’ve felt its icy clasp;And, shuddering, I remember stillThat stony-hearted grasp.Thine eye bids love and joy depart:Oh, turn its gaze from me!It presses down my shrinking heart;I will not walk with thee! “Wisdom is … Continue reading
Views Of Life (Anne Bronte Poems)
When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,And life can show no joy for me;And I behold a yawning tomb,Where bowers and palaces should be; In vain you talk of morbid dreams;In vain you gaily smiling say,That what to me so … Continue reading
Z———’s (Anne Bronte Poems)
I dreamt last night; and in that dreamMy boyhood’s heart was mine again;These latter years did nothing seemWith all their mingled joy and pain,Their thousand deeds of good and ill,Their hopes which time did not fulfil,Their glorious moments of success,Their … Continue reading
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I’ll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the trees, Which stand so thickly clustering by; And view their green and glossy leaves, All glistening in the sunshine fair; … Continue reading
Severed and Gone (Anne Bronte Poem)
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears Can witness how I cling to thee? I know that in the narrow tomb The form I loved was buried … Continue reading
Retirement (Anne Bronte Poem)
O, let me be alone a while, No human form is nigh. And may I sing and muse aloud, No mortal ear is by. Away! ye dreams of earthly bliss, Ye earthly cares begone: Depart! ye restless wandering thoughts, And … Continue reading
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
‘The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: A breathless calm broods everywhere. Thou pilgrim through this vale of tears, Thou, too, a little moment cease Thy anxious … Continue reading
Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace (Anne Bronte Poem)
Why should such gloomy silence reign; And why is all the house so drear, When neither danger, sickness, pain, Nor death, nor want have entered here? We are as many as we were That other night, when all were gay, … Continue reading
Lines Inscribed on The Wall of a Dungeon in The Southern P of I (Anne Bronte Poem)
Though not a breath can enter here, I know the wind blows fresh and free; I know the sun is shining clear, Though not a gleam can visit me. They thought while I in darkness lay, ‘Twere pity that I … Continue reading
If This Be All (Anne Bronte Poem)
O God! if this indeed be all That Life can show to me; If on my aching brow may fall No freshening dew from Thee, – If with no brighter light than this The lamp of hope may glow, And … Continue reading
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