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While all the good I would impart,/
The feelings I would share,/
Are driven backward to my heart,/
And turned to wormwood there;/
If clouds must ever keep from sight/
The glories of the Sun,/
And I must suffer Winter’s blight,/
Ere Summer is begun;/
If Life must be so full of care,/
Then call me soon to thee;/
Or give me strength enough to bear/
My load of misery."
- Anne Brontë "IF THIS BE ALL
When weary with the long day’s care,/
And earthly change from pain to pain,/
And lost, and ready to despair,/
Thy kind voice calls me back again:/
Oh, my true friend! I am not lone,/
While then canst speak with such a tone!"
- Emily Jane Brontë "TO IMAGINATION
Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs/
In those dear eyes of thine,/
To me a keener suffering brings/
Than if they flowed from mine./
And do not droop! however drear/
The fate awaiting thee;/
For MY sake combat pain and care,/
And cherish life for me!"
- Anne Brontë "STANZAS
Sit still—a word—a breath may break/
(As light airs stir a sleeping lake)/
The glassy calm that soothes my woes—/
The sweet, the deep, the full repose./
O leave me not! for ever be/
Thus, more than life itself to me!/"
- Charlotte Brontë "THE WIFE’S WILL
No later light has lightened up my heaven,/
No second morn has ever shone for me;/
All my life’s bliss from thy dear life was given,/
All my life’s bliss is in the grave with thee."
- Emily Jane Brontë "REMEMBRANCE
No coward soul is mine/
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere/
I see Heaven's glories shine/
And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear"
- Emily Jane Brontë "NO COWARD SOUL IS MINE
Some have won a wild delight,/
By daring wilder sorrow;/
Could I gain thy love to-night,/
I’d hazard death to-morrow."
- Charlotte Brontë "PASSION
Life, believe, is not a dream/
So dark as sages say;/
Oft a little morning rain/
Foretells a pleasant day./
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,/
But these are transient all;/
If the shower will make the roses bloom,/
O why lament its fall?"
- Charlotte Brontë "LIFE