Riches I hold in light esteem
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn-
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is-'Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty.'
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore
Through life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure!
(March 1, 1841)
Riches I Hold In Light Esteem
Emily Jane Bronta<<
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Poem topics: courage, death, dream, heart, life, light, lust, pray, soul, goal, laugh, march, endure, hold, swift, prayer, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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