Anne Brontë

(7 January 1820 – 28 May 1849 / Thornton, West Riding of Yorkshire, England)

Anne Brontë Poems

1. Vanitas Vanitatis, Etc. 12/31/2002
2. Verses By Lady Geralda 12/31/2002
3. To Cowper 12/31/2002
4. Vanitas Vanitatum, Omnia Vanitas 12/31/2002
5. The Three Guides 12/31/2002
6. To -------- 12/31/2002
7. The North Wind 12/31/2002
8. Stanzas 12/31/2002
9. Song 2 12/31/2002
10. The Penitent 12/31/2002
11. Lines Written At Thorp Green 12/31/2002
12. Weep Not Too Much 12/31/2002
13. The Parting (2) 12/31/2002
14. Parting Address From Z.Z. To A.E. 12/31/2002
15. Views Of Life 12/31/2002
16. Self Communion 12/31/2002
17. The Student's Serenade 12/31/2002
18. Severed And Gone 12/31/2002
19. Lines Inscribed On The Wall Of A Dungeon In The Southern P Of I 12/31/2002
20. Z---------'s Dream 12/31/2002
21. Song 12/31/2002
22. Mirth And Mourning 12/31/2002
23. Lines Written From Home 12/31/2002
24. My God! O Let Me Call Thee Mine! 12/31/2002
25. Yes Thou Art Gone 12/31/2002
26. Self-Congratulation 12/31/2002
27. Last Lines 12/31/2002
28. The Parting 12/31/2002
29. Power Of Love 12/31/2002
30. The Narrow Way 12/31/2002
31. Memory 12/31/2002
32. A Word To The Calvinists 12/31/2002
33. Past Days 12/31/2002
34. A Word To The 'Elect' 12/31/2002
35. An Orphan's Lament 12/31/2002
36. The Arbour 12/31/2002
37. A Fragment 12/31/2002
38. Despondency 12/31/2002
39. Fluctuations 12/31/2002
40. The Consolation 12/31/2002

Comments about Anne Brontë

  • Wanu Xwl (5/10/2017 3:48:00 PM)

    Anne Bronte is my favourite poet and her language uses in poems is attractive

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  • Loyo Rita (3/12/2013 5:14:00 PM)

    Anne is one of my favourite writers. Love her masterpiece 'The Tenant of Wildfell Hall'.
    P.S. The picture used here is the portrait of Anne's sister Charlotte, not Anne herself. Please change it.

  • Loyo Rita (3/12/2013 5:12:00 PM)

    Anne is one of my favourite writers. Love her masterpiece 'The Tenant of Wildfell Hall'.
    P.S. The picture used here is the portrait of Anne's sister Charlotte, not Anne herself. Please change it.

Best Poem of Anne Brontë

Dreams

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, ...

Read the full of Dreams

Song 2

Come to the banquet -- triumph in your songs!
Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory!
The oppressed have risen to redress their wrongs;
The Tyrants are o'erthrown; the Land is free!
The Land is free! Aye, shout it forth once more;
Is she not red with her oppressors' gore?
We are her champions -- shall we not rejoice?
Are not the tyrants' broad domains our own?
Then wherefore triumph with a faltering voice;

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