Emily Jane Brontë

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

Stanzas - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me,
There's nothing lovely here;
And doubly will the dark world grieve me,
While thy heart suffers there.

I'll not weep, because the summer's glory
Must always end in gloom;
And, follow out the happiest story -
It closes with a tomb!

And I am weary of the anguish
Increasing winters bear;
Weary to watch the spirit languish
Through years of dead despair.

So, if a tear, when thou art dying,
Should haply fall from me,
It is but that my soul is sighing,
To go and rest with thee.


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  • (1/6/2013 6:58:00 PM)


    So beautifully written, yet so incredibly sad! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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