Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
NO coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines ...
The day is done, the winter sun Is setting in its sullen sky; And drear the course that has been ...
No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines ...
Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as ...
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