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; ...
"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, ...
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought ...
Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
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