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Emily Jane Brontė

(1818 - 1848)

  • "I am the only being whose doom..."
       I am the only being whose doom
  • "Me thinks this heart..."
       Me thinks this heart should rest awhile
  • 'Fall, leaves, fall'
       Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
  • 'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight
       'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
  • 'Yes, holy be thy resting place'
       Yes, holy be thy resting place
  • A Day Dream
       On a sunny brae, alone I lay
  • A Death - Scene
       "O day! he cannot die
  • A Little Budding Rose
       It was a little budding rose,
  • A little while, a little while,
       A little while, a little while,
  • Anticipation
       How beautiful the earth is still,
  • At Castle Wood
       The day is done, the winter sun
  • Blue Bell, The
       The blue bell is the sweetest flower
  • Come hither, child
       Come hither, child--who gifted thee
  • Come, Walk With Me,
       Come, walk with me,
  • Death
       Death! that struck when I was most confiding
  • Faith and Despondency
       The winter wind is loud and wild,
  • Far, far away is mirth withdrawn
       Far, far away is mirth withdrawn
  • High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending
       High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending,
  • Honour's Martyr
       The moon is full this winter night;
  • Hope
       Hope was but a timid friend;
  • How Clear She Shines
       How clear she shines! How quietly
  • How still, how happy!
       How still, how happy! Those are words
  • I see around me tombstones grey
       I see around me tombstones grey
  • If grief for grief can touch thee
       If grief for grief can touch thee,
  • Love and Friendship
       Love is like the wild rose-briar,
  • My Comforter
       Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught
  • Night - Wind, The
       In summer's mellow midnight,
  • Night is Darkening Around Me, The
       The night is darkening round me,
  • No Coward Soul Is Mine
       No coward soul is mine,
  • Old Stoic, The
       Riches I hold in light esteem;
  • Philosopher, The
       "Enough of thought, philosopher!
  • Plead For Me
       Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now,
  • Prisoner, The - (A Fragment)
       In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray,
  • Remembrance
       Cold in the earth - and the deep snow piled above thee!
  • Self-Interrogation
       The evening passes fast away,
  • Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee
       Shall Earth no more inspire thee,
  • She Dried Her Tears
       She dried her tears and they did smile
  • Song
       The linnet in the rocky dells,
  • Stanzas
       I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me,
  • Stanzas to -
       Well, some may hate and some may scorn,
  • Stars
       Ah! why, because the dazzling sun
  • Sun Has Set, The
       The sun has set, and the long grass now
  • Sympathy
       There should be no despair for you
  • That Wind I Used to Hear it Swelling
       That wind I used to hear it swelling
  • To Imagination
       When weary with the long day's care,
  • Wind was Rough which Tore, The
       The wind was rough which tore