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Anne Bronte Poems

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by Bronte, Anne
 Love, indeed thy strength is mighty
Thus, alone, such strife to bear --
Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing --
Death, and Madness, and Despair! 
'Tis not my own strength has saved...Read More



by Bronte, Anne
 Jan 7th

A dreadful darkness closes in
On my bewildered mind;
O let me suffer and not sin,
Be tortured yet resigned. 

Through all this world of whelming mist
Still let me look to...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 Brightly the sun of summer shone,
Green fields and waving woods upon,
And soft winds wandered by;
Above, a sky of purest blue,
Around, bright flowers of loveliest hue,
Allured the gazer's eye. 
But...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 'The mist is resting on the hill;
The smoke is hanging in the air;
The very clouds are standing still:
A breathless calm broods everywhere.
Thou pilgrim through this vale of tears,
Thou, too,...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 A prisoner in a dungeon deep
Sat musing silently;
His head was rested on his hand,
His elbow on his knee. 
Turned he his thoughts to future times
Or are they backward cast?
For...Read More



by Bronte, Anne
 Music I love -­ but never strain
Could kindle raptures so divine,
So grief assuage, so conquer pain,
And rouse this pensive heart of mine -­
As that we hear on Christmas morn,
Upon...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 Oppressed with sin and woe,
A burdened heart I bear,
Opposed by many a mighty foe:
But I will not despair. 
With this polluted heart
I dare to come to Thee,
Holy and mighty...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 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...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 Fair was the evening and brightly the sun
Was shining on desert and grove,
Sweet were the breezes and balmy the flowers
And cloudless the heavens above. 
It was Arabia's distant land
And...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 O, let me be alone a while,
No human form is nigh.
And may I sing and muse aloud,
No mortal ear is by. 
Away! ye dreams of earthly bliss,
Ye earthly cares...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 Blessed be Thou for all the joy
My soul has felt today!
O let its memory stay with me
And never pass away! 
I was alone, for those I loved
Were far away...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 How brightly glistening in the sun
The woodland ivy plays!
While yonder beeches from their barks
Reflect his silver rays. 
That sun surveys a lovely scene
From softly smiling skies;
And wildly through unnumbered...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 My God! O let me call Thee mine!
Weak wretched sinner though I be,
My trembling soul would fain be Thine,
My feeble faith still clings to Thee,
My feeble faith still clings...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 What though the sun had left my sky;
To save me from despair
The blessed moon arose on high,
And shone serenely there. 
I watched her, with a tearful gaze,
Rise slowly o'er...Read More

by Bronte, Anne
 I'm buried now; I've done with life;
I've done with hate, revenge and strife;
I've done with joy, and hope and love
And all the bustling world above. 
Long have I dwelt...Read More