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 ...
"Enough of thought, philosopher! Too long hast thou been dreaming Unlightened, in this chamber drear, While summer's sun is beaming! ...
In summer's mellow midnight, A cloudless moon shone through Our open parlour window, And rose-trees wet with dew. I sat ...
Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now ? Since passion may not fire thee Shall nature cease ...
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Come hither, child--who gifted thee With power to touch that string so well? How darest thou rouse up thoughts in ...
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of ...
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, " ...
Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as ...
Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity, And never care how rain may steep, Or snow may ...
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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