Emily Jane Brontë

(30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848 / Thornton / Yorkshire)

Emily Jane Brontë Poems

1. Well Hast Thou Spoke 12/19/2011
2. The Elder's Rebuke 3/27/2012
3. Oh, Thy Bright Eyes Must Answer Now 12/19/2011
4. The Lady To Her Guitar 3/27/2012
5. R. Alcona To J. Brenzaida 12/19/2011
6. Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep 12/19/2011
7. The Wanderer From The Fold 3/27/2012
8. Encouragement 3/27/2012
9. Warning And Reply 3/27/2012
10. Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning 12/19/2011
11. Silent Is The House 12/19/2011
12. Riches I Hold In Light Esteem 12/19/2011
13. The Two Children 12/19/2011
14. The Prisoner. A Fragment 12/19/2011
15. Loud Without The Wind Was Roaring 3/27/2012
16. Stanzas To - 12/31/2002
17. Speak, God Of Visions 1/1/2004
18. Ah! Why, Because The Dazzling Sun 12/19/2011
19. Plead For Me 12/31/2002
20. Song 12/31/2002
21. The Philosopher 12/31/2002
22. Prisoner, The - (A Fragment) 12/31/2002
23. How Beautiful The Earth Is Still 12/19/2011
24. The Night - Wind 12/31/2002
25. Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee 12/31/2002
26. Self-Interrogation 12/31/2002
27. [long Neglect Has Worn Away] 12/19/2011
28. The Wind Was Rough Which Tore 12/31/2002
29. My Lady's Grave 1/1/2004
30. 'Yes, Holy Be Thy Resting Place' 12/31/2002
31. My Comforter 12/31/2002
32. A Little While, A Little While, 12/31/2002
33. Honour's Martyr 12/31/2002
34. The Prisoner 1/3/2003
35. Stanzas 12/31/2002
36. Moonlight, Summer Moonlight 1/1/2004
37. The Sun Has Set 12/31/2002
38. 'Tis Moonlight, Summer Moonlight 12/31/2002
39. Far, Far Away Is Mirth Withdrawn 12/31/2002
40. Remembrance 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Emily Jane Brontë

I Am The Only Being Whose Doom

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
A smile of joy since I was born

In secret pleasure - secret tears
This changeful life has slipped away
As friendless after eighteen years
As lone as on my natal day

There have been times I cannot hide
There have been times when this was drear
When my sad soul forgot its pride
And longed for one to love me here

But those were in the early glow
Of feelings since subdued by care
And they have died so long ago
I hardly now believe they ...

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Sympathy

There should be no despair for you
While nightly stars are burning,
While evening pours its silent dew
And sunshine gilds the morning.
There should be no despair - though tears
May flow down like a river:
Are not the best beloved of years
Around your heart forever?

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