Emily Jane Brontë

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

'Fall, Leaves, Fall' - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.


Comments about 'Fall, Leaves, Fall' by Emily Jane Brontë

  • Rookie - 376 Points Vidura Prabhath (9/25/2014 4:44:00 AM)

    nice poem (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (7/13/2014 3:07:00 AM)

    i think this is very good poetry.you painted a clear picture of fall (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tanajah Alexander-carson (5/19/2009 6:50:00 PM)

    dis is preety good indeed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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