Call Me Away (Anne Bronte Poem)
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
THE linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my ...
The linnet in the rocky dells, The moor - lark in the air, The bee among the heather - bells ...
Come hither, child--who gifted thee With power to touch that string so well? How darest thou rouse up thoughts in ...
Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as ...
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle ...
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear ...
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, ...
When sorrow lays us low for a second we are saved by humble windfalls of the mindfulness or memory: the ...
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat- Found the ...
I. Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before, Love, -Only sleep! II. What so wild ...
WILT thou be my Dearie? When Sorrow wring thy gentle heart, O wilt thou let me cheer thee! By the ...
CONTENTED wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
O STAY, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy ...
NOW spring has clad the grove in green, And strew'd the lea wi' flowers; The furrow'd, waving corn is seen ...
STOP, passenger! my story's brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell nae common tale o' grief, For Matthew ...
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