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Charlotte Bronte's Poetry, by written

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  • Apostasy
    THIS last denial of my faith,
    Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard;
    80 lines, 2 comments
  • Evening Solace
    THE human heart has hidden treasures,
    In secret kept, in silence sealed;­
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Frances
    SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams,
    But, rising, quits her restless bed,
    290 lines, 1 comment
  • Gilbert
    I. THE GARDEN.
    ABOVE the city hung the moon,
    411 lines, 1 comment
  • Life
    LIFE, believe, is not a dream
    So dark as sages say;
    24 lines, 3 comments
  • Mementos
    ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves
    Of cabinets, shut up for years,
    258 lines
  • On The Death Of Anne Brontë
    THERE's little joy in life for me,
    And little terror in the grave;
    16 lines, 2 comments
  • Parting
    THERE'S no use in weeping,
    Though we are condemned to part:
    32 lines, 2 comments
  • Passion
    SOME have won a wild delight,
    By daring wilder sorrow;
    53 lines, 1 comment
  • Pilate's Wife's Dream
    I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start
    Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall­
    191 lines
  • Preference
    NOT in scorn do I reprove thee,
    Not in pride thy vows I waive,
    72 lines
  • Regret
    Long ago I wished to leave
    "The house where I was born;"
    32 lines, 3 comments
  • Stanzas
    IF thou be in a lonely place,
    If one hour's calm be thine,
    48 lines, 1 comment
  • The Teacher's Monologue
    THE room is quiet, thoughts alone
    People its mute tranquillity;
    90 lines
  • The Wife's Will
    SIT still­a word­a breath may break
    (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,)
    60 lines
  • The Wood
    BUT two miles more, and then we rest !
    Well, there is still an hour of day,
    149 lines
  • Winter Stores
    WE take from life one little share,
    And say that this shall be
    52 lines, 1 comment
  • Speak of the North! A Lonely Moor
    Speak of the North! A lonely moor
    Silent and dark and tractless swells,
    12 lines
  • The Letter
    What is she writing? Watch her now,
    How fast her fingers move !
    84 lines
  • The Missionary
    Lough, vessel, plough the British main,
    Seek the free ocean's wider plain;
    159 lines
  • Pleasure
    A Short Poem or Else Not Say I
    True pleasure breathes not city air,
    45 lines, 1 comment
  • Presentiment
    " Sister, you've sat there all the day,
    Come to the hearth awhile;
    74 lines
  • The Wife's Will
    Sit still­ a word­ a breath may break
    (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,)
    68 lines
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