"A Little While, A Little While..." Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

"A Little While, A Little While..."

Rating: 3.1

A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.

Why wilt thou go, my harassed heart,
What thought, what scene invites thee now?
What spot, or near or far,
Has rest for thee, my weary brow?

There is a spot, mid barren hills,
Where winter howls, and driving rain;
But if the dreary tempest chills,
There is a light that warms again.

The house is old, the trees are bare,
Moonless above bends twilight's dome;
But what on earth is half so dear,
So longed for, as the hearth of home?

The mute bird sitting on the stone,
The dank moss dripping from the wall,
The thorn-trees gaunt, the walks o'ergrown,
I love them, how I love them all!

Still, as I mused, the naked room,
The alien firelight died away,
And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright unclouded day.

A little and a lone green lane
That opened on a common wide;
A distant, dreamy, dim blue chain
Of mountains circling every side;

A heaven so clear, an earth so calm,
So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air;
And, deepening still the dream-like charm,
Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.

That was the scene, I knew it well;
I knew the turfy pathway's sweep
That, winding o'er each billowy swell,
Marked out the tracks of wandering sheep.

Could I have lingered but an hour,
It well had paid a week of toil;
But Truth has banished Fancy's power:
Restraint and heavy task recoil.

Even as I stood with raptured eye,
Absorbed in bliss so deep and dear,
My hour of rest had fleeted by,
And back came labour, bondage, care.

Paddy Kennedy 05 October 2012

an experience of everyday life, common to all, with imagery most appropiate and local.Quiet enjoyable.

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Tarsha Clarkson 15 June 2012

thats one of my fav poems! : D

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Melikhaya Zagagana 28 August 2014

A poem with will, all the energy well spent. You would not be thought of a time waster Jane you played your part well. You only had to right this poem and forever live well.

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Mary Bradley 02 December 2012

So like a vacation - lasts only a little while.

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Gajanan Mishra 08 July 2014

absorbed in bliss, good writing, I like it, thanks,

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Chinedu Dike 05 November 2022

Beautiful rendition of words.

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Rojina Aktar 08 February 2022

The continued imagery used to evoke a predominant sense of the initial descent of sunrise as the gradual of dawn begins is so authentically powerful that as a reader you feel as though you are the narrator. It is almost autobiographical

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Savita Tyagi 09 July 2021

Coming back from vacation the thought that crosses all minds is ‘ no place like home'. A thought bloomed so well in this marvelous poem. So glad to read it again.

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Alexander Julian 08 July 2021

Ratings for popular poems are often low.

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Shakira Nandini 08 July 2021

This poem of yours touched my heart

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Emily Jane Brontë

Emily Jane Brontë

Thornton / Yorkshire
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