Emily Jane Brontë

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

Emily Jane Brontë Poems

1. Past, Present, Future 6/17/2015
2. The Elder's Rebuke 3/27/2012
3. The Wanderer From The Fold 3/27/2012
4. Silent Is The House 12/19/2011
5. Oh, Thy Bright Eyes Must Answer Now 12/19/2011
6. Well Hast Thou Spoke 12/19/2011
7. Warning And Reply 3/27/2012
8. Riches I Hold In Light Esteem 12/19/2011
9. The Lady To Her Guitar 3/27/2012
10. The Prisoner. A Fragment 12/19/2011
11. Loud Without The Wind Was Roaring 3/27/2012
12. R. Alcona To J. Brenzaida 12/19/2011
13. The Two Children 12/19/2011
14. Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning 12/19/2011
15. Stanzas To - 12/31/2002
16. Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep 12/19/2011
17. Encouragement 3/27/2012
18. The Philosopher 12/31/2002
19. Plead For Me 12/31/2002
20. Prisoner, The - (A Fragment) 12/31/2002
21. Speak, God Of Visions 1/1/2004
22. Ah! Why, Because The Dazzling Sun 12/19/2011
23. Self-Interrogation 12/31/2002
24. The Wind Was Rough Which Tore 12/31/2002
25. Song 12/31/2002
26. Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee 12/31/2002
27. [long Neglect Has Worn Away] 12/19/2011
28. My Lady's Grave 1/1/2004
29. My Comforter 12/31/2002
30. The Night - Wind 12/31/2002
31. 'Yes, Holy Be Thy Resting Place' 12/31/2002
32. A Little While, A Little While, 12/31/2002
33. Stanzas 12/31/2002
34. Come Hither, Child 12/31/2002
35. 'Tis Moonlight, Summer Moonlight 12/31/2002
36. How Clear She Shines 12/31/2002
37. The Sun Has Set 12/31/2002
38. The Prisoner 1/3/2003
39. Last Lines 1/1/2004
40. The Old Stoic 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Emily Jane Brontë

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 ...

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Sympathy

There should be no despair for you
While nightly stars are burning,
While evening pours its silent dew
And sunshine gilds the morning.
There should be no despair - though tears
May flow down like a river:
Are not the best beloved of years
Around your heart forever?

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