Emily Jane Brontë

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

Poems of Emily Jane Brontë

Anticipation

How beautiful the earth is still,
To thee - how full of happiness!
How little fraught with real ill,
Or unreal phantoms of distress!
How spring can bring thee glory, yet,
And summer win thee to forget
December's sullen time!
Why dost thou hold the treasure fast,
Of youth's delight, when youth is past,

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