Emily Bronte

"A little while, a little while,     The weary task is put away,     And I can sing and I can smile,     Alike, while I have holiday.     Why"

"Love is like the wild rose-briar,     Friendship like the holly-tree,     The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms     But which will bloom"

"On a sunny brae alone I lay     One summer afternoon;     It was the marriage-time of May,     With her young lover, June.     From her mothe"

"Well, some may hate, and some may scorn,     And some may quite forget thy name;     But my sad heart must ever mourn     Thy ruined hopes, thy"

"Death! that struck when I was most confiding.     In my certain faith of joy to be,     Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing     From"

"Enough of thought, philosopher!     Too long hast thou been dreaming     Unlightened, in this chamber drear,     While summer's sun is beaming!"

"The linnet in the rocky dells,     The moor-lark in the air,     The bee among the heather bells     That hide my lady fair:     The wild dee"

"Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing From the fresh root of E"

"The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We"

"The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow ; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending T"

"On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, June. From her mother's heart, seemed loath"

"That wind I used to hear it swelling     With joy divinely deep     You might have seen my hot tears welling     But rapture made me weep"

"The blue bell is the sweetest flower     That waves in summer air;     Its blossoms have the mightiest power     To soothe my spirit's care."

"Cold in the earth, and the deep snow piled above thee,     Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave!     Have I forgot, my only Love, to love"

"A Fragment.     In the dungeon-crypts idly did I stray,     Reckless of the lives wasting there away;     "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Ward"

"Shall Earth no more inspire thee,     Thou lonely dreamer now?     Since passion may not fire thee     Shall nature cease to bow?     Thy min"

"I am the only being whose doom     No tongue would ask no eye would mourn     I never caused a thought of gloom     A smile of joy since I was"

"Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now,     When Reason, with a scornful brow,     Is mocking at my overthrow!     Oh, thy sweet tongue must plead"

"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"

"High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending,     Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars,     Darkness and glory rejoicingly blendi"

"The moon is full this winter night;     The stars are clear, though few;     And every window glistens bright     With leaves of frozen dew."

"Silent is the house: all are laid asleep:     One alone looks out oer the snow-wreaths deep,     Watching every cloud, dreading every breeze"

"'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,     All soft and still and fair;     The solemn hour of midnight     Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,"

"The day is done, the winter sun     Is setting in its sullen sky;     And drear the course that has been run,     And dim the hearts that slowl"

"The linnet in the rocky dells,     The moor-lark in the air,     The bee among the heather bells     That hide my lady fair:     The wild dee"

"O, thy bright eyes must answer now,     When Reason, with a scornful brow,     Is mocking at my overthrow!     O, thy sweet tongue must plead f"

"The night is darkening round me,     The wild winds coldly blow ;     But a tyrant spell has bound me,     And I cannot, cannot go.     The g"

"How clear she shines! How quietly     I lie beneath her guardian light;     While heaven and earth are whispering me,     "To morrow, wake, but"

"Well hast thou spoken, and yet not taught     A feeling strange or new;     Thou hast but roused a latent thought,     A cloud-closed beam of s"

"Ah! why, because the dazzling sun     Restored our Earth to joy,     Have you departed, every one,     And left a desert sky?     All through"

"Come, walk with me,     There's only thee     To bless my spirit now     We used to love on winter nights     To wander through the snow;"

"Yes, holy be thy resting place     Wherever thou may'st lie;     The sweetest winds breathe on thy face,     The softest of the sky.     And"

"Me thinks this heart should rest awhile     So stilly round the evening falls     The veiled sun sheds no parting smile     Nor mirth nor music"

"The wind was rough which tore     That leaf from its parent tree     The fate was cruel which bore     The withering corpse to me     We wand"

"Hope Was but a timid friend;     She sat without the grated den,     Watching how my fate would tend,     Even as selfish-hearted men.     Sh"

"Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;     Lengthen night and shorten day;     Every leaf speaks bliss to me     Fluttering from the autumn tr"

"Mild the mist upon the hill     Telling not of storms tomorrow;     No, the day has wept its fill,     Spent its store of silent sorrow."

"How beautiful the earth is still,     To thee, how full of happiness?     How little fraught with real ill,     Or unreal phantoms of distress!"

"When weary with the long day's care,     And earthly change from pain to pain,     And lost, and ready to despair,     Thy kind voice calls me"

"It was a little budding rose,     Round like a fairy globe,     And shyly did its leaves unclose     Hid in their mossy robe,     But sweet wa"

""The evening passes fast away.     'Tis almost time to rest;     What thoughts has left the vanished day,     What feelings in thy breast?"

"If grief for grief can touch thee,     If answering woe for woe,     If any truth can melt thee     Come to me now!     I cannot be more lone"

"How still, how happy! Those are words     That once would scarce agree together;     I loved the plashing of the surge,     The changing heaven"

"No coward soul is mine,     No trembler in the world,s storm-troubled sphere:     I see Heaven's glories shine,     And Faith shines equal armi"

"Come hither, child, who gifted thee     With power to touch that string so well?     How darest thou rouse up thoughts in me,     Thoughts that"

"I see around me tombstones grey     Stretching their shadows far away.     Beneath the turf my footsteps tread     Lie low and lone the silent"

"The sun has set, and the long grass now     Waves dreamily in the evening wind;     And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone     In"

""O day! he cannot die     When thou so fair art shining!     O Sun, in such a glorious sky,     So tranquilly declining;     He cannot leave"

"There should be no despair for you     While nightly stars are burning;     While evening pours its silent dew,     And sunshine gilds the morn"

"Far, far away is mirth withdrawn     'Tis three long hours before the morn     And I watch lonely, drearily     So come thou shade commune with"

"I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me,     There's nothing lovely here;     And doubly will the dark world grieve me,     While thy hea"

"No coward soul is mine,     No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:     I see Heaven's glories shine,     And faith shines equal, arm"

""The winter wind is loud and wild,     Come close to me, my darling child;     Forsake thy books, and mateless play;     And, while the night i"

"In summer's mellow midnight,     A cloudless moon shone through     Our open parlour window,     And rose-trees wet with dew.     I sat in si"

"She dried her tears and they did smile     To see her cheeks' returning glow     How little dreaming all the while     That full heart throbbed"

"'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,     All soft and still and fair;     The solemn hour of midnight     Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,"