Anne Bronte
Home by Anne Brontë

Home by Anne Brontë

How brightly glistening in the sunThe woodland ivy plays!While yonder beeches from their barksReflect his silver rays. That sun surveys a lovely sceneFrom softly smiling ...

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A Voice From The Dungeon by Anne Brontë

A Voice From The Dungeon by Anne Brontë

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 loveAnd all the bustling world above. Long have I dwelt forgotten ...

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Farewell by Anne Brontë

Farewell by Anne Brontë

Farewell to thee! but not farewellTo all my fondest thoughts of thee:Within my heart they still shall dwell,And they shall cheer and comfort me. O, beautiful, and full of ...

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Dreams by Anne Brontë

Dreams by Anne Brontë

While on my lonely couch I lie,I seldom feel myself alone,For fancy fills my dreaming eyeWith scenes and pleasures of its own. Then I may cherish at my breastAn infant's form ...

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The Captive Dove by Anne Brontë

The Captive Dove by Anne Brontë

Poor restless dove, I pity thee,And when I hear thy plaintive moan,I mourn for thy captivity,And in thy woes forget mine own. To see thee stand prepared to fly,And flap those ...

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In Memory Of A Happy Day In February by Anne Brontë

In Memory Of A Happy Day In February by Anne Brontë

Blessed be Thou for all the joyMy soul has felt today!O let its memory stay with meAnd never pass away! I was alone, for those I lovedWere far away from me,The sun shone on the ...

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Alexander And Zenobia by Anne Brontë

Alexander And Zenobia by Anne Brontë

Fair was the evening and brightly the sunWas shining on desert and grove,Sweet were the breezes and balmy the flowersAnd cloudless the heavens above. It was Arabia's distant ...

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The Bluebell by Anne Brontë

The Bluebell by Anne Brontë

A fine and subtle spirit dwellsIn every little flower,Each one its own sweet feeling breathesWith more or less of power. There is a silent eloquenceIn every wild bluebellThat ...

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Call Me Away by Anne Brontë

Call Me Away by Anne Brontë

Call me away, there's nothing here,That wins my soul to stay,Then let me leave this prospect drear,And hasten far away. To our beloved land I'll flee,Our land of thought and ...

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The Narrow Way by Anne Brontë

The Narrow Way by Anne Brontë

Believe not those who sayThe upward path is smooth,Lest thou shouldst stumble in the wayAnd faint before the truth. It is the only roadUnto the realms of joy,But he who seeks ...

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Appeal by Anne Brontë

Appeal by Anne Brontë

Oh, I am very weary,Though tears no longer flow,My eyes are tires of weeping,My heart is sick of woe,My life is very lonely,My days pass heavily,I'm wearing of repining,Wilt ...

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A Hymn by Anne Brontë

A Hymn by Anne Brontë

Eternal power of earth and air,Unseen, yet seen in all around,Remote, but dwelling everywhere,Though silent, heard in every sound. If e'er thine ear in mercy bentWhen wretched ...

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Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace by Anne Brontë

Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace by Anne Brontë

Why should such gloomy silence reign,And why is all the house so drear,When neither danger, sickness, pain,Nor death, nor want have entered here? We are as many as we wereThat ...

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Oh, They Have Robbed Me Of The Hope by Anne Brontë

Oh, They Have Robbed Me Of The Hope by Anne Brontë

Oh, they have robbed me of the hopeMy spirit held so dear,They will not let me hear that voiceMy soul delights to hear. They will not let me see that faceI so delight to see,And ...

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The Captive’s Dream by Anne Brontë

The Captive’s Dream by Anne Brontë

Methought I saw him but I knew him not, He was so changed from what he used to be,There was no redness on his woe-worn cheek,No sunny smile upon his ashy lips,His hollow ...

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A Reminiscence by Anne Brontë

A Reminiscence by Anne Brontë

YES, thou art gone ! and never moreThy sunny smile shall gladden me ,But I may pass the old church door,And pace the floor that covers thee.May stand upon the cold, damp ...

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The Consolation by Anne Brontë

The Consolation by Anne Brontë

Though bleak these woods and damp the groundWith fallen leaves so thickly strewn,And cold the wind that wanders roundWith wild and melancholy moan, There is a friendly roof I ...

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Retirement by Anne Brontë

Retirement by Anne Brontë

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 begone:Depart! ye restless ...

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Despondency by Anne Brontë

Despondency by Anne Brontë

I have gone backward in the work,The labour has not sped,Drowsy and dark my spirit lies,Heavy and dull as lead. How can I rouse my sinking soulFrom such a lethargy?How can I ...

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A Prisoner In A Dungeon Deep by Anne Brontë

A Prisoner In A Dungeon Deep by Anne Brontë

A prisoner in a dungeon deepSat musing silently,His head was rested on his hand,His elbow on his knee. Turned he his thoughts to future timesOr are they backward cast?For ...

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Night by Anne Brontë

Night by Anne Brontë

I love the silent hour of night,For blissful dreams may then arise,Revealing to my charmed sightWhat may not bless my waking eyes! And then a voice may meet my earThat death has ...

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Confidence by Anne Brontë

Confidence by Anne Brontë

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

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Music On Christmas Morning by Anne Brontë

Music On Christmas Morning by Anne Brontë

Music I love -­ but never strainCould 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 ...

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A Prayer by Anne Brontë

A Prayer by Anne Brontë

My God (oh, 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.Not only for the Past I ...

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The Doubter’s Prayer by Anne Brontë

The Doubter’s Prayer by Anne Brontë

Eternal Power, of earth and air!Unseen, yet seen in all around,Remote, but dwelling everywhere,Though silent, heard in every sound. If e'er thine ear in mercy bent,When wretched ...

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If This Be All by Anne Brontë

If This Be All by Anne Brontë

O God! if this indeed be allThat Life can show to me,If on my aching brow may fallNo freshening dew from Thee, -- If with no brighter light than thisThe lamp of hope may ...

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Gloomily The Clouds by Anne Brontë

Gloomily The Clouds by Anne Brontë

Gloomily the clouds are sailingO'er the dimly moonlit sky,Dolefully the wind is wailing,Not another sound is nigh, Only I can hear it sweepingHeathclad hill and woodland ...

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Verses To A Child by Anne Brontë

Verses To A Child by Anne Brontë

1O raise those eyes to me againAnd smile again so joyously,And fear not, love, it was not painNor grief that drew these tears from me,Beloved child, thou canst not tellThe ...

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Fluctuations by Anne Brontë

Fluctuations by Anne Brontë

What though the sun had left my sky,To save me from despairThe blessed moon arose on high,And shone serenely there. I watched her, with a tearful gaze,Rise slowly o'er the ...

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Past Days by Anne Brontë

Past Days by Anne Brontë

'Tis strange to think, there was a timeWhen mirth was not an empty name,When laughter really cheered the heart,And frequent smiles unbidden came,And tears of grief would only ...

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A Word To The Calvinists by Anne Brontë

A Word To The Calvinists by Anne Brontë

You may rejoice to think yourselves secure,You may be grateful for the gift divine,That grace unsought which made your black hearts pureAnd fits your earthborn souls in Heaven ...

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An Orphan’s Lament by Anne Brontë

An Orphan’s Lament by Anne Brontë

She's gone -- and twice the summer's sunHas gilt Regina's towers,And melted wild Angora's snows,And warmed Exina's bowers. The flowerets twice on hill and daleHave bloomed and ...

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Song by Anne Brontë

Song by Anne Brontë

We know where deepest lies the snow,And where the frost-winds keenest blow,O'er every mountain's brow,We long have known and learnt to bearThe wandering outlaw's toil and ...

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A Word To The ‘Elect’ by Anne Brontë

A Word To The ‘Elect’ by Anne Brontë

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 earth-born souls in ...

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The Student’s Serenade by Anne Brontë

The Student’s Serenade by Anne Brontë

I have slept upon my couch,But my spirit did not rest,For the labours of the dayYet my weary soul opprest, And, before my dreaming eyesStill the learned volumes lay,And I could ...

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A Fragment by Anne Brontë

A Fragment by Anne Brontë

'Maiden, thou wert thoughtless onceOf beauty or of grace,Simple and homely in attireCareless of form and face.Then whence this change, and why so oftDost smooth thy hazel ...

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Yes Thou Art Gone by Anne Brontë

Yes Thou Art Gone by Anne Brontë

Yes, thou art gone! and never moreThy sunny smile shall gladden me,But I may pass the old church door,And pace the floor that covers thee, May stand upon the cold, damp ...

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My Soul Is Awakened by Anne Brontë

My Soul Is Awakened by Anne Brontë

My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring, And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze, For, above, and around me, the wild wind is roaring Arousing to rapture the earth and ...

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My God! O Let Me Call Thee Mine! by Anne Brontë

My God! O Let Me Call Thee Mine! by Anne Brontë

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 to Thee. ...

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Lines Composed In A Wood On A Windy Day by Anne Brontë

Lines Composed In A Wood On A Windy Day by Anne Brontë

My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaringAnd carried aloft on the wings of the breeze,For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,Arousing to rapture the earth and the ...

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Self-Congratulation by Anne Brontë

Self-Congratulation by Anne Brontë

Ellen, you were thoughtless onceOf beauty or of grace,Simple and homely in attire,Careless of form and face,Then whence this change? and wherefore nowSo often smooth your ...

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Last Lines by Anne Brontë

Last Lines by Anne Brontë

Jan 7thA dreadful darkness closes inOn my bewildered mind,O let me suffer and not sin,Be tortured yet resigned. Through all this world of whelming mistStill let me look to ...

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Memory by Anne Brontë

Memory by Anne Brontë

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 ...

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Power Of Love by Anne Brontë

Power Of Love by Anne Brontë

Love, indeed thy strength is mightyThus, alone, such strife to bear --Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing --Death, and Madness, and Despair! 'Tis not my own strength has saved ...

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The Parting by Anne Brontë

The Parting by Anne Brontë

1The chestnut steed stood by the gateHis noble master's will to wait,The woody park so green and brightWas glowing in the morning light,The young leaves of the aspen treesWere ...

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The Arbour by Anne Brontë

The Arbour by Anne Brontë

I'll rest me in this sheltered bower,And look upon the clear blue skyThat smiles upon me through the trees,Which stand so thickly clustering by, And view their green and glossy ...

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Fragment by Anne Brontë

Fragment by Anne Brontë

Yes I will take a cheerful toneAnd feign to share their heartless glee,But I would rather weep aloneThan laugh amid their revelry.

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Lines Written From Home by Anne Brontë

Lines Written From Home by Anne Brontë

Though bleak these woods, and damp the groundWith fallen leaves so thickly strown,And cold the wind that wanders roundWith wild and melancholy moan, There is a friendly roof, I ...

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Vanitas Vanitatis, Etc. by Anne Brontë

Vanitas Vanitatis, Etc. by Anne Brontë

In all we do, and hear, and see,Is restless Toil and Vanity,While yet the rolling earth abides,Men come and go like Ocean tides, And ere one generation dies,Another in its place ...

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Parting Address From Z.Z. To A.E. by Anne Brontë

Parting Address From Z.Z. To A.E. by Anne Brontë

O weep not, love! each tear that springsIn those dear eyes of thine,To me a keener suffering bringsThan if they flowed from mine. And do not droop! however drearThe fate ...

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