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Emily Brontë

Silent is the House

Come, the wind may never again
Blow as now it blows for us;
And the stars may never again shine as now they shine;
Long before October returns,
Seas of blood will have parted us;
And you must crush the love in your heart, and I the love in mine!

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'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight

'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
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How beautiful the Earth is still

How beautiful the Earth is still To thee–how full of Happiness; How little fraught with real ill Or shadowy phantoms of distress; How Spring can bring thee glory y…
Moonlight, summer moonlight

'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
Well Hast Thou spoke

Well hast thou spoken, and yet not… A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thou… A cloud—closed beam of sunshine br… To gleam in open view.
The Sun Has Set

The sun has set, and the long gras… Waves dreamily in the evening wind… And the wild bird has flown from t… In some warm nook a couch to find. In all the lonely landscape round
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Shall earth no more inspire thee

Shall earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Since passion may not fire thee Shall Nature cease to bow? Thy mind is ever moving
Fall, leaves, fall

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers,… Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow
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Encouragement

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…
Me thinks this heart...

Me thinks this heart should rest a… So stilly round the evening falls The veiled sun sheds no parting sm… Nor mirth nor music wakes my Hall… I have sat lonely all the day
Plead for Me

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!
Mild the mist upon the hill

Mild the mist upon the hill Telling not of storms tomorrow; No, the day has wept its fill, Spent its store of silent sorrow. O, I’m gone back to the days of y…
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Stanzas

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’…
Last Lines

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
The Blue Bell

The blue bell is the sweetest flow… That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest po… To soothe my spirit’s care. There is a spell in purple heath
A Little Budding Rose

It was a little budding rose, Round like a fairy globe, And shyly did its leaves unclose Hid in their mossy robe, But sweet was the slight and spicy…



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