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 ...
Why, when I hear the stormy breathOf the wild winter windRushing o'er the mountain heath,Does sadness fill my mind? For ...
Ellen, you were thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire, Careless of form and face; ...
Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell; ...
'Maiden, thou wert thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire Careless of form and face. ...
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