Old Poetry Poetry Poets Essays Forums

Emily Jane Bronte's Poetry, by popularity

1 - 30 of 57     1 2  next >
  • STILL let my tyrants know, I am not doom'd to wear
    Year after year in gloom and desolate despair;
    33 lines
  • Part II
    Child of Delight! with sunbright hair
    30 lines
  • Riches I hold in light esteem
    And Love I laugh to scorn
    13 lines
  • COLD in the earth--and the deep snow piled above thee,
      Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
    38 lines
  • THE night is darkening round me,
          The wild winds coldly blow;
    14 lines
  •       A LITTLE while, a little while,
          The noisy crowd are barred away;
    53 lines
  • Heavy hangs the rain-drop
    From the burdened spray;
    78 lines
  • In the earth--the earth--thou shalt be laid,
    A grey stone standing over thee;
    24 lines
  • Well, some may hate, and some may scorn,
    And some may quite forget thy name;
    26 lines
  • 'TIS moonlight, summer moonlight,
    All soft and still and fair;
    13 lines
  •       OFTEN rebuked, yet always back returning
              To those first feelings that were b
    23 lines
  • How beautiful the Earth is still
    To thee–how full of Happiness;
    60 lines
  • The linnet in the rocky dells,
    The moor-lark in the air,
    28 lines
  • The Bluebell is the sweetest flower
    That waves in summer air:
    32 lines
  • "Listen! When your hair, like mine,
    Takes a tint of silver gray;
    34 lines
  • How few, of all the hearts that loved,
    Are grieving for thee now;
    40 lines
  • For him who struck thy foreign string,
    I ween this heart has ceased to care;
    16 lines
  • I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me,
    There's nothing lovely here;
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • There should be no despair for you
    While nightly stars are burning;
    16 lines
  • Enough of thought, philosopher!
    Too long hast thou been dreaming
    56 lines
  • "The evening passes fast away.
    'Tis almost time to rest;
    48 lines
  • Silent is the house: all are laid asleep:
    One alone looks out o’er the snow-wreaths deep,
    24 lines
  • The moon is full this winter night;
    The stars are clear, though few;
    64 lines
  • "O day! he cannot die
    When thou so fair art shining!
    52 lines
  • O, thy bright eyes must answer now,
    When Reason, with a scornful brow,
    40 lines
  • Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught
    A feeling strange or new;
    38 lines
  • THE linnet in the rocky dells,
    The moor-lark in the air,
    29 lines
  • Come hither, child--who gifted thee
    With power to touch that string so well?
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • When weary with the long day's care,
    And earthly change from pain to pain,
    36 lines
  • Often rebuked, yet always back returning
    To those first feelings that were born with me,
    20 lines
1 - 30 of 57     1 2  next >