#English #Victorians #Women
No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm—t… I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines equal arming me… O God within my breast
I do not weep; I would not weep; Our mother needs no tears: Dry thine eyes, too; 'tis vain to… This causeless grief for years. What though her brow be changed an…
I’ll not weep that thou art going… There’s nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world gri… While thy heart suffers there. I’ll not weep, because the summer’…
Cold in the earth—and the deep sno… Far, far removed, cold in the drea… Have I forgot, my only Love, to l… Severed at last by Time’s all—sev… Now, when alone, do my thoughts no…
THE linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my lady fair: The wild deer browse above her bre…
O thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow… Is mocking at my overthrow; O thy sweet tongue must plead for… And tell why I have chosen thee!
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would… I never caused a thought of gloom, A smile of joy, since I was born. In secret pleasure, secret tears,
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps trea… Lie low and lone the silent dead— Beneath the turf– beneath the moul…
When weary with the long day’s car… And earthly change from pain to pa… And lost and ready to despair, Thy kind voice calls me back again… Oh, my true friend! I am not lone…
That wind I used to hear it swell… With joy divinely deep You might have seen my hot tears w… But rapture made me weep I used to love on winter nights
Heavy hangs the raindrop From the burdened spray; Heavy broods the damp mist On uplands far away; Heavy looms the dull sky,
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere… But most where trees are sending
Cold in the earth, and the deep sn… Far, far removed, cold in the drea… Have I forgot, my Only Love, to… Severed at last by Time’s all—wea… Now, when alone, do my thoughts no…
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I… Reckless of the lives wasting ther… “Draw the ponderous bars! open, W… He dared not say me nay —the hinge… “Our guests are darkly lodged,” I…
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, no… A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thou… A cloud—closed beam of sunshine, b… To gleam in open view.