Faith and Despondency (Emily Bronte Poem)
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
How beautiful the earth is still, To thee - how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or ...
How still, how happy! Those are words That once would scarce agree together; I loved the plashing of the surge ...
When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost and ready to despair, ...
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
The day is done, the winter sun Is setting in its sullen sky; And drear the course that has been ...
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
Cold in the earth-and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I ...
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