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Anne Bronta<< Poems

  • Parting Address From Z.z. To A.e.
    O weep not, love! each tear that springs
    In those dear eyes of thine,
    To me a keener suffering brings
    Than if they flowed from mine. ...
  • Oh, They Have Robbed Me Of The Hope
    Oh, they have robbed me of the hope
    My spirit held so dear;
    They will not let me hear that voice
    My soul delights to hear. ...
  • A Word To The Calvinists
    You may rejoice to think yourselves secure,
    You may be grateful for the gift divine,
    That grace unsought which made your black hearts pure
    And fits your earthborn souls in Heaven to shine. ...
  • Past Days
    'Tis strange to think, there was a time
    When mirth was not an empty name,
    When laughter really cheered the heart,
    And frequent smiles unbidden came, ...
  • A Hymn
    Eternal power of earth and air,
    Unseen, yet seen in all around,
    Remote, but dwelling everywhere,
    Though silent, heard in every sound. ...
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Heart 50 Away 39 I Love You 36 Love 36 Hope 34 Soul 32 Long 31 Spirit 30 Life 29 Joy 28


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Comments about Anne Bronta<<

Williesandstro3: read pdf 〈the tenant of wildfell hall by anne brontë〉 ☛
Michaelmaycomix: i got anne. not what i expected, but probably accurate.
Marcelletododia: i got anne brontë! reflective, intelligent, and a bit reserved, you were the most mysterious out of all the brontë sisters. your most successful novel, the tenant of wildfell hall, is regarded as one of the first sustained feminist novels,
Mccauleyraines: i got anne!
Lisawar93308805: i love the silent hour of night,for blissful dreams may then arise,revealing to my charmed sight - what may not bless my waking eyes.      -anne brontë
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Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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