Treasure Island

Emily Jane Brontë

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

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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 were

First melted off the hope of youth
Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
And then experience told me truth
In mortal bosoms never grew

'Twas grief enough to think mankind
All hollow servile insincere -
But worse to trust to my own mind
And find the same corruption there

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Edited: Monday, December 19, 2011

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  • Arabella Underwood (12/20/2013 7:13:00 AM)

    I love your poem! You have the talent to tell a poem like story and making it seem effortless. Could you please help me with my poem? It's called Fairies. Actually I would like everyone who reads this comment to please check out my poem and preferably give me some feedback. (Report) Reply

  • Lynne Fincherspringarden (12/20/2012 10:43:00 AM)

    Emily I wish you could still live today.. so that I could reassure you how very much you and all your siblings were cherished and loved. I am sure that life was a somber place indeed for you those many years ago. And yet out of heart ache and sadness comes the beauty of your words. The poetry and prose of you and your sister Charlotte will forever be a gift to those blessed to read your works. Even Bronson had his very own talents. You were truly a family of genius. God bless the Bronte's for their gifts of literary genius. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (12/21/2011 2:04:00 AM)

    Grief of a lonesome woman no one will like experience in life! A bitter truth is wonderfully expressed in this poem! (Report) Reply

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