The Complete Poems of Emily Bront? (Illustrated)电子书

THE BRONTËS

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The Brontes: Parts Edition

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A BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTE

INTRODUCTORY ESSAY ON EMILY BRONTË

POEMS PUBLISHED IN 1846

FAITH AND DESPONDENCY

STARS

THE PHILOSOPHER

REMEMBRANCE

THE OUTCAST MOTHER

A DEATH-SCENE

SONG: THE LINNET IN THE ROCKY DELLS

ANTICIPATION

THE PRISONER

HOPE

A DAY DREAM

TO IMAGINATION

HOW CLEAR SHE SHINES

SYMPATHY

PLEAD FOR ME

SELF-INTEROGATION

DEATH

STANZAS TO --

HONOUR’S MARTYR

STANZAS

MY COMFORTER

THE OLD STOIC

POSTHUMOUS POEMS

SELECTIONS FROM POEMS BY ELLIS BELL

II. THE BLUEBELL

THE NIGHT-WIND

LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP

THE ELDER’S REBUKE

THE WANDERER FROM THE FOLD

WARNING AND REPLY

LAST WORDS

THE LADY TO HER GUITAR

THE TWO CHILDREN

THE VISIONARY

ENCOURAGEMENT

STANZAS

PRIVATELY PRINTED POEMS

O GOD OF HEAVEN! THE DREAM OF HORROR

SONG: LORD OF ELBE, ON ELBE HILL

COLD, CLEAR, AND BLUE THE MORNING HEAVEN

TELL ME, TELL ME, SMILING CHILD

HIGH WAVING HEATHER ‘NEATH STORMY BLASTS BENDING

THE NIGHT OF STORMS HAS PAST

I SAW THEE, CHILD, ONE SUMMER DAY

THE BATTLE HAD PASSED FROM THE HEIGHT

ALONE I SAT; THE SUMMER DAY

THE NIGHT IS DARKENING ROUND ME

I’LL COME WHEN THOU ART SADDEST

I WOULD HAVE TOUCHED THE HEAVENLY KEY

NOW TRUST A HEART THAT TRUSTS IN YOU

SLEEP BRINGS NO JOY TO ME

STRONG I STAND, THOUGH I HAVE BORNE

O MOTHER! I AM NOT REGRETTING

AWAKE, AWAKE! HOW LOUD THE STORMY MORNING

O WANDER NOT SO FAR AWAY!

WHY DO I HATE THAT LONE GREEN DELL?

GLENEDEN’S DREAM

IT’S OVER NOW; I’VE KNOWN IT ALL

SONG: THIS SHALL BE THY LULLABY

‘TWAS ONE OF THOSE DARK, CLOUDY DAYS

DOUGLAS RIDE

SONG: WHAT RIDER UP GOBELOIN’S GLEN

SONG: GERALDINE, THE MOON IS SHINING

WHERE WERE YE ALL? AND WHERE WERT THOU?

LIGHT UP THY HALLS! ‘TIS CLOSING DAY

O DREAM, WHERE ART THOU NOW?

HOW STILL, HOW HAPPY! THESE ARE WORDS

THE NIGHT WAS DARK, YET WINTER BREATHED

THE ABSENT ONE

TO A BLUEBELL

THE BUSY DAY HAS HURRIED BY

AND NOW THE HOUSE-DOG STRETCHED ONCE MORE

COME HITHER, CHILD; WHO GIFTED THEE

HOW LONG WILL YOU REMAIN?

FAIR SINKS THE SUMMER EVENING NOW

THE WIND I HEAR IT SIGHING

THAT WIND, I USED TO HEAR IT SWELLING

THY SUN IS NEAR MERIDIAN HEIGHT

FAR, FAR IS MIRTH WITHDRAWN

IT IS TOO LATE TO CALL THEE NOW

IF GRIEF FOR GRIEF CAN TOUCH THEE

GERALDINE

I SEE AROUND ME PITEOUS TOMBSTONES GREY

ROSINA

IN THE SAME PLACE, WHEN NATURE WORE

ASPIN CASTLE

ON THE FALL OF ZALONA

GRAVE IN THE OCEAN

A SERENADE

AT SUCH A TIME, IN SUCH A SPOT

RODERIC

TWAS YESTERDAY AT EARLY DAWN

THIS SUMMER WIND WITH THEE AND ME

WERE THEY SHEPHERDS, WHO SAT ALL DAY

ROSINA, THIS HAD NEVER BEEN

I KNOW THAT TO-NIGHT THE WIND IT IS SIGHING

A THOUSAND SOUNDS OF HAPPINESS

COME, WALK WITH ME

I’M STANDING IN THE FOREST NOW

O HINDER ME BY NO DELAY!

IT WAS NIGHT, AND ON THE MOUNTAINS

AND FIRST AN HOUR OF MOURNFUL MUSING

HAD THERE BEEN FALSEHOOD IN MY BREAST

UNPUBLISHED POEMS

GODS OF THE OLD MYTHOLOGY

ITS FADED BUDS ALREADY LIE

BITTERLY, DEEPLY I’VE DRUNK OF THY WOE

COMPANIONS ALL DAY LONG WE’VE STOOD

OH, ALL THE CARES THESE NOONTIDE AIRS

THERE’S SOMETHING IN THIS GLORIOUS HOUR

SLEEP, MOURNER, SLEEP! I CANNOT SLEEP

O MIGHT MY FOOTSTEPS FIND A REST!

HOW EDENLIKE SEEM PALACE WALLS

NOW - BUT ONE MOMENT - LET ME STAY

RETIREMENT

DESPONDENCY

IN MEMORY OF A HAPPY DAY IN FEBRUARY

A PRAYER

CONFIDENCE

THERE LET THY BLEEDING BRANCH ATONE

I AM THE ONLY BEING WHOSE DOOM

TIS MOONLIGHT, SUMMER MOONLIGHT

A SUDDEN CHASM OF GHASTLY LIGHT

AT CASTLE WOOD

ON ITS BENDING STALK A BONNY FLOWER

AND LIKE MYSELF LONE, WHOLLY LONE

TO THE HORSE BLACK EAGLE WHICH I RODE AT THE BATTLE OF ZAMORNA

ALL HER TRESSES BACKWARD STRAYED

THE WIND WAS ROUGH WHICH TORE

HIS LAND MAY BURST THE GALLING CHAIN

START NOT! UPON THE MINSTER WALL

REDBREAST, EARLY IN THE MORNING

THROUGH THE HOURS OF YESTERNIGHT

DARKNESS WAS OVERTRACED ON EVERY FACE

HARP OF WILD AND DREAM-LIKE STRAIN

THE OLD CHURCH TOWER AND GARDEN WALL

THERE SWEPT ADOWN THAT DREARY GLEN

IN DUNGEONS DARK I CANNOT SING

WHEN DAYS OF BEAUTY DECK THE VALE

STILL BESIDE THAT DREARY WATER

THE EVENING SUN WAS SINKING DOWN

FALL, LEAVES, FALL; DIE, FLOWERS, AWAY

LOUD WITHOUT THE WIND WAS ROARING

ALL DAY I’VE TOILED, BUT NOT WITH PAIN

THERE WAS A TIME WHEN MY CHEEK BURNED

MILD THE MIST UPON THE HILL

THE STARRY NIGHT SHALL TIDINGS BRING

THE ORGAN SWELLS, THE TRUMPETS SOUND

WHAT WINTER FLOODS, WHAT STREAMS OF SPRING

NONE OF MY KINDRED NOW CAN TELL

LADYBIRD! LADYBIRD! FLY AWAY HOME

I’VE BEEN WANDERING IN THE GREENWOODS

MAY FLOWERS ARE OPENING

THAT DREARY LAKE, THAT MOONLIGHT SKY

HEAVEN’S GLORY SHONE WHERE HE WAS LAID

THAT WORD ‘NEVER’

I KNOW NOT HOW IT FALLS ON ME

MONTH AFTER MONTH, YEAR AFTER YEAR

SHE DRIED HER TEARS AND THEY DID SMILE

I’M HAPPIEST NOW WHEN MOST AWAY

WEANED FROM LIFE AND FLOWN AWAY

ALL HUSHED AND STILL WITHIN THE HOUSE

THE SUNSHINE OF A SUMMER SUN

MY ANCIENT SHIP UPON MY ANCIENT SEA

I DO NOT SEE MYSELF AGAIN

YET O’ER HIS FACE A SOLEMN LIGHT

TO A WREATH OF SNOW

SONG: KING JULIUS LEFT THE SOUTH COUNTRY

LINES: I DIE, BUT WHEN THE GRAVE SHALL PRESS

SONG: O BETWEEN DISTRESS AND PLEASURE

SHED NO TEARS O’ER THAT TOMB

SLEEP NOT, DREAM NOT; THIS BRIGHT DAY

LINES BY CLAUDIA

LINES: FAR AWAY IS THE LAND OF REST

LINES: THE SOFT UNCLOUDED BLUE OF AIR

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