Winter-Night Meditations (Patrick Branwell Bronte Poems)
Rude winter's come, the sky's o'ercast, The night is cold and loud the blast, The mingling snow comes driving down, Fast whitening o'er ...
Rude winter's come, the sky's o'ercast, The night is cold and loud the blast, The mingling snow comes driving down, Fast whitening o'er ...
Should poverty, modest and clean, E'er please, when presented to view, Should cabin on brown heath, or green, Disclose aught engaging to you, Should ...
The shower is past, and the sky O'erhead is both mild and serene, Save where a few drops from on high, Like gems, ...
Aloft on the brow of a mountain, And hard by a clear running fountain, In neat little cot, Content with her lot, Retired, there ...
I sit, this evening, far away,From all I used to know,And nought reminds my soul to-dayOf happy long ago.Unwelcome cares, ...
I knew a flower whose leaves were meant to bloomTill Death should snatch it to adorn the tomb,Now, blanching 'neath ...
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