An edition of Poems
(1996)
Poems
by Emily Brontë and Peter Washington
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Table of Contents
High waving heather
Will the day be bright or cloudy?
How still, how happy!
How clear she shines
Stars
Shall earth no more inspire thee?
The blue bell is the sweetest flower
To the blue bell
Tell me tell me
Wind sink to rest
All day I've toiled
I know not how it falls on me
What use is it to slumber here?
Start not upon the minster wall
The sun has set
How loud the storm sounds
It was night
Mild the mist upon the hill
To a wreath of snow
No coward soul is mine
In the earth, the earth thou shalt be laid
It is too late to call thee now
'Tis moonlight summer moonlight
If grief for grief can touch thee
Remembrance
Song
May flowers are opening
Stanzas
The night-wind
Fair sinks the summer evening
I am the only being whose doom
A little while a little while
Death
To A.S. 1830
Yes holy be thy resting place
A death-scene
Lines
Weaned from life and torn away
The philosopher
Stanzas to
Lines
Harp of wild and dream like strain
Redbreast early in the morning
Hope
Sympathy
Song
To imagination
When days of beauty deck the earth
O dream, where art thou now?
My comforter
Plead for me
Self-interrogation
The old stoic
Long neglect has worn away
Sleep brings no joy to me
And like myself lone wholly lone
A.E. and R.C
Faith and despondency
The night was dark yet winter breathed
The starry night shall tidings bring
Anticipation
Honour's martyr
Geraldine
Through the hours of yesternight
The night is darkening round me
Come hither child
Lines
Sleep not dream not this bright day
The battle had passed from the height
A.G.A. to A.E
Written on returning to the P. of I. on the 10th of January 1827
Rosina
The wide cathedral aisles are lone
Where were ye all?
A.G.A. to A.S
Song by Julius Angora
D.G.C. to J.A
A.G.A. to A.S
Gleneden's dream
Song
Lines by Claudia
From our evening fireside now. How long will you remain?
Song by Julius Brenzaida
Song by J. Brenzaida to G.s
None of my kindred now can tell
A.G.A. to A.S
E.W. to A.G.A
A thousand sounds of happiness
Why ask to know the date
the clime?
Song to A.A
Why do I hate that lone green dell?
E.G. to M.R
To A.G.A
On the fall of Zalona
From a dungeon wall in the southern college
M.A. written on the dungeon wall
N.C
Rodrick Lesley, 1830
M.G. for the U.S
At Castle Wood
A.S. to G.S
O mother I am not regretting
H.A. and A.S
Now trust a heart that trusts you
Strong I stand
The organ swells the trumpets sound
A sudden chasm of ghastly light
Companions, all day long we've stood
There shines the moon
A day dream
The inspiring music's thrilling sound
And first an hour of mournful musing
Awaking morning laughs from heaven
Written in Aspin Castle
The old church tower and garden wall
Alone I sat the summer day
Month after month
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