Anne Brontë Poems
- Dreams While on my lonely couch I lie, I seldom feel myself ...
- Farewell Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all ...
- A Voice From The Dungeon I'm buried now; I've done with ...
- Home How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ...
- Alexander And Zenobia Fair was the evening and brightly the ...
- In Memory Of A Happy Day In Fe... Blessed be Thou for all ...
- The Bluebell A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little...
Anne Brontë was a British novelist and poet, the youngest member of the Brontë literary family.
The daughter of a poor Irish clergyman in the Church of England, Anne Brontë lived most of her life with her family at the parish of Haworth on the Yorkshire moors. For a couple of years she went to a boarding school. At the age of nineteen, she left Haworth working as a governess between 1839 and 1845. After leaving her teaching position, she fulfilled her literary ambitions. She wrote a volume of poetry with her sisters (Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell, 1846) and in short succession she wrote two novels. Agnes Grey, based upon her experiences as a governess, was published in ... more »
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While on my lonely couch I lie,
I seldom feel myself alone,
For fancy fills my dreaming eye
With scenes and pleasures of its own.
Then I may cherish at my breast
An infant's form beloved and fair,
May smile and soothe it into rest
With all a Mother's fondest care.
How sweet to feel its helpless form
Depending thus on me alone!
And while I hold it safe and warm
What bliss to think it is my own!
And glances then may meet my eyes
That daylight never showed to me;
What raptures in my bosom rise,
Those earnest looks of love to see, ...