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 ...
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 ...
When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,And life can show no joy for me;And I behold a yawning tomb,Where bowers ...
I dreamt last night; and in that dreamMy boyhood's heart was mine again;These latter years did nothing seemWith all their ...
Why, when I hear the stormy breathOf the wild winter windRushing o'er the mountain heath,Does sadness fill my mind? For ...
I will not mourn thee, lovely one,Though thou art torn away.'Tis said that if the morning sunArise with dazzling ray ...
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
1 The chestnut steed stood by the gate His noble master's will to wait, The woody park so green and ...
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
While on my lonely couch I lie, I seldom feel myself alone, For fancy fills my dreaming eye With scenes ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
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 ...
YES, thou art gone ! and never more Thy sunny smile shall gladden me ; But I may pass the ...
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