Anne Bronte Poems (70 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
Verses by Lady Geralda (Anne Bronte Poems)
Why, when I hear the stormy breathOf the wild winter windRushing o’er the mountain heath,Does sadness fill my mind? For long ago I loved to lieUpon the pathless moor,To hear the wild wind rushing byWith never ceasing roar; Its sound … Continue reading
The Parting II (Anne Bronte Poems)
1 The lady of Alzerno’s hallIs waiting for her lord;The blackbird’s song, the cuckoo’s callNo joy to her afford.She smiles not at the summer’s sun,Nor at the winter’s blast;She mourns that she is still aloneThough three long years have passed. … Continue reading
Verses to a Child (Anne Bronte Poems)
1 O raise those eyes to me againAnd smile again so joyously,And fear not, love; it was not painNor grief that drew these tears from me;Beloved child, thou canst not tellThe thoughts that in my bosom dwellWhene’er I look on … Continue reading
Weep Not Too Much (Anne Bronte Poems)
Weep not too much, my darling;Sigh not too oft for me;Say not the face of NatureHas lost its charm for thee.I have enough of anguishIn my own breast alone;Thou canst not ease the burden, Love,By adding still thine own. I … Continue reading
Vanitas Vanitatum, Omnia Vanitas (Anne Bronte Poems)
In all we do, and hear, and see,Is restless Toil and Vanity.While yet the rolling earth abides,Men come and go like ocean tides; And ere one generation dies,Another in its place shall rise;THAT, sinking soon into the grave,Others succeed, like … Continue reading
To Cowper (Anne Bronte Poems)
Sweet are thy strains, celestial Bard;And oft, in childhood’s years,I’ve read them o’er and o’er again,With floods of silent tears. The language of my inmost heartI traced in every line;MY sins, MY sorrows, hopes, and fears,Were there-and only mine. All … Continue reading
To ——– (Anne Bronte Poems)
I will not mourn thee, lovely one,Though thou art torn away.‘Tis said that if the morning sunArise with dazzling ray And shed a bright and burning beamAthwart the glittering main,‘Ere noon shall fade that laughing gleamEngulfed in clouds and rain. … Continue reading
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